Once There Was A Tree, And She

Just 'cause Somethin' Ain't Been Done Don't Mean It Can't Be Did.

When I Am Gone What Will You Do? Who Will Write And Draw For You? Someone Smarter--someone New? Someone Better--maybe You!

And All The Colors I Am Inside Have Not Been Invented Yet.

Would You Like To Hear The Night I Bravely Fought The- No? Alright

Ourchestra: So You Haven't Got A Drum, Just Beat Your Belly. So I Haven't Got A Horn-i'll Play My Nose. So We Haven't Any Cymbals- We'll Just Slap Our Hands Together, And Though There May Be Orchestras That Sound A Little Better With Their Fancy Shiny Instruments That Cost An Awful Lot- Hey, We're Making Music Twice As Good By Playing What We've Got!