The Dancing Tree - Tom T. Hall

There’s a little ole tree that grows out in my yard

He’s not very wide or too tall or too large

He stands there so still 'til the wind comes to call

When the wind blows the little tree starts having a ball

He swings and he sways and he shakes all his limbs

The little ole tree loves to dance with the wind

He rustles and bustles when the wind comes to call

He dances so hard I’m afraid he will fall

He dances all summer and when snow comes down

He dances and throws all his leaves on the ground

He makes me so mad I say hey if you please

Would you stop that dancin' each time there’s a breeze

He swings and he sways and he shakes all his limbs

The little ole tree loves to dance with the wind

He rustles and bustles when the wind comes to call

He dances so hard I’m afraid he will fall

Now I cannot dance very well you’ll agree

But sometimes I wish I could dance like a tree

I’d swing and I’d sway and I’d shake all my limbs

And I’d never fall down cause I’d be just like him

He swings and he sways and he shakes all his limbs

The little ole tree loves to dance with the wind

He rustles and bustles when the wind comes to call

I’m afraid he will fall but he never does…