Who Will Read Me Now

Hey schoolboy
It's great to have you often around this hills
Oh, how could I make you know
The glee your company is to me?
How lucky it makes me feel
To harbour you in my shade
Coz visits don't abound around this prairie

Oh my old red oak
I can't think of a better place I rather be
To lay down in your shade
And read all this great books out loud
You turn this magic place
Into my favorite spot to escape
Far from that pesky crowd

And soon the fall should come to take you away from me
And spread all my leaves along this glen
I'll be the only soul looking after this lee
So who will read me once you're gone?
Who will read me then?

Oh my old dear tree
I guess it's time for me to flee and see more world
And I promise I'll be back
Before your summer fruits go dry
So let me carve my name on your trunk
It'll remind you of me as the days go by

Yes, my young friend
Here, pick this special seed I drop for you
It will remind you I'll be here
Taking care of our private prairie
And I'll be counting the minutes
Until we get to meet again
You know time slows down when you're a lonesome tree

And soon the fall will come to strip me from my leaves
Only birds and squirrels tickling through my bough
I wonder if they know how cruel loneliness can be
Coz who will read me once you're gone?
Who will read me now?