Up on a windy hill a tree is br a grassy field wind is the breeze br birds and bee's play and play br long lost lovers sign there names br in the tree br a tire swing sways and sways br on this tree br children songs and voices br filled the air at the time br now and days the grass is dead br tree is bare and the birds and the bees br play else ware br long lost lovers are lost br the names wore and decay br on this tree br a tire swing once swayed br on this tree children played br now on this tree smoke and ash lay br songs and voices now all gone br for this is the tree we once plaid onbr br Cody Lee Jonesbr br