The Baby Tree Lyrics - Paul Kantner

Words/Music: Rosalie Sorrells 

There's an island way out in the sea 

Where the babies they all grow on trees 

And its jolly good fun 

To swing in the sun 

But you gotta watch out if you sneeze-sneeze 

You gotta watch out if you sneeze 

Yeah you gotta watch out if you sneeze 

For swingin' up there in the breeze 

You're liable to cough 

You might very well fall off 

And tumble down flop on your knees-knees 

Tumble down flop on your knees 

And when the stormy winds wail 

And the breezes blow high in a gale 

There's a curious dropping and flopping and plopping 

And fat little babies just hail-hail 

Fat little babies just hail