I speak for the trees
Let 'em grow
Let 'em grow
But nobody listens too much, don'tcha know
I speak for the trees
And I'll yell and I'll shout
For the fine things on Earth that are on their way out
They say I'm old-fashioned
And live in the past
But some times I think progress progresses too fast
They say I'm a fool to oppose things like these
But I'm going to continue to speak for the trees
I'm going to continue to speak for the trees