When I Was a Girl

Old tree, you resist

Cold and heat, wind and rain

And that won't be in vain,

'Cause I protect you now.

Good man spelled that tree

In youth and chance at me.

All my memories

Are here by that tree.

My momma kissed me

Here in the shade,

Here too

My brother played.

When I was a girl,

Here was my own world.

Good man spelled that tree

In youth and chance at me.

All my memories

Are here by that tree.

My momma kissed me

Here in the shade,

Here too

My brother played.

When I was a girl,

Here was my own world.