Far From The Tree

LYRICS
If this ain’t is, I don’t know what is
Cotton-pickin’ time we mind our biz
The fruit rusted on the vine
The root rotted… less than fine

The fountain of youth don’t know to flow
Wonderin’ where all the water did go
The fruit rusted on the vine
The root rotted… less than fine

Not enough is and too much was
Was the problem puzzling us
The fruit rusted on the vine
The root rotted… less than fine

The question of when does depend
When we all end The End

Far From The Tree.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental / Alternative Rock
Chords: E A B7 E / Em7 Em E E7
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album The Bleeding Edge
by Daniel Brouse

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