Flirting with Trees

[bnewman]

This song just might be a little bit autobiographical.

lyrics by Benjamin Newman

ttto: "Waltzing with Bears" by Dr. Seuss, Eugene Poddany and Dale Marxen

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When blossoms are blowing in April's fair breeze

Uncle Albert runs off just as quick as you please

He'll be out in the fields with the birds and the bees

Yes, our Uncle Albert goes flirting with trees!

 

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He goes tra la la la la, flirting with trees

Apple trees, maple trees, cherry trees too

There's nothing on earth Uncle Albert won't do

So he can go flirting, tra la la flirting

So he can go flirting, go flirting with trees

 

As a rule Uncle Albert won't say where he goes

But it's easy to see he's been kissed by a rose

There's a fine golden dust on the tip of his nose

He's flirting with flowers and everyone knows

 

We've begged and we've pleaded, O heavens above

And he tries to be good, but when push comes to shove

He just has to shake hands with each fern and foxglove

Now he's covered with pollen and he can't hear us callin'

We're afraid that he's fallen completely in love

 

He goes tra la la la la, flirting with trees...

 

I've seen him walk up to a hoary old oak

And wish it good day like a regular bloke

Then he nods his head like he thought that it spoke

You'd think it was some kind of practical joke

 

He tries to deny it, but it's easy to tell

We know Uncle Albert's been down in the dell

The trees have all taken him under their spell

Now he's plastered with petals, and his heart never settles

He even pets nettles, we think he's not well

 

He goes tra la la la la, flirting with trees...