Port o'brien

Tree bones

Port o'brien
Dressed up with my sister
I was a bat and she was a fly
Now we're a little bigger
Still we have to cry
Pine by the sea my namesake
Soon will rot away
Watch the beetles eat bark
On another day

Our mama will no longer be on this land by the sea
I push away I beg and plea you will no longer come with me

Our mama will no longer be on this land by the sea
I push away I beg and plea you will no longer come with me

Tree bones will die alone and our bones will find a home
Tree bones will die alone and our bones will find a home
Tree bones will die alone and our bones will find a home
Tree bones will die alone and our bones will find a home
Tree bones will die alone and our bones will find a home

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