We split folks into groups of threes
And name them after kinds of trees
It´s how I like to look at folks
As willow trees or pines or oaks

Willows are forgettable
They could be called a weed
And time with them´s regrettable
They´ll suck you dry when you´re in need
They burst your pipes and then their switches
Might be used to bust your britches
Willows ain´t my kind of tree
They´re not a source of love for me

We split folks into groups of threes
And name them after kinds of trees
It´s how I like to look at folks
As willow trees or pines or oaks

Pines give off a wondrous smell
And they´re green throughout the year
Make a bed of needles soft as hell
And boast in Christmas cheer

You bust their bark and they get sticky
Embracing one is often tricky
They´re lonely and that´s what ain´t for me
I need to love a stronger tree
We split folks into groups of threes
And name them after kinds of trees
It´s how I like to look at folks
As willow trees or pines or oaks

And so we find the able oak
Who changes colors, loses leaves
Strength and patience ain´t no joke
That´s what this man believes
I build a house, I build a chair
A table built from that tree there
An oak grows slowly and provides
It´s with an oak my love resides
It´s with an oak my love resides

It´s with an oak my love resides