Song | Singing Tree |
Artist | Elvis Presley |
Artist | The Jordanaires |
Album | Clambake |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Owens/Solberg Music:Owens/Solberg | |
You're the one who beckoned the wind | |
And fanned the flame when our love began | |
So don't pretend you don't know me | |
Our names are carved on you, singing tree | |
Oh singing tree | |
Sing to me | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love | |
And bring her back, singing tree | |
Your leaves have turned from green to blue | |
Sometimes I think you loved her too | |
But since she left and our love died | |
You stand petrified, singing tree | |
Oh sing to me | |
Singing tree | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love | |
And bring her back, singing tree | |
Oh sing to me | |
Singing tree | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love |
Lyrics: Owens Solberg Music: Owens Solberg | |
You' re the one who beckoned the wind | |
And fanned the flame when our love began | |
So don' t pretend you don' t know me | |
Our names are carved on you, singing tree | |
Oh singing tree | |
Sing to me | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love | |
And bring her back, singing tree | |
Your leaves have turned from green to blue | |
Sometimes I think you loved her too | |
But since she left and our love died | |
You stand petrified, singing tree | |
Oh sing to me | |
Singing tree | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love | |
And bring her back, singing tree | |
Oh sing to me | |
Singing tree | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love |
Lyrics: Owens Solberg Music: Owens Solberg | |
You' re the one who beckoned the wind | |
And fanned the flame when our love began | |
So don' t pretend you don' t know me | |
Our names are carved on you, singing tree | |
Oh singing tree | |
Sing to me | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love | |
And bring her back, singing tree | |
Your leaves have turned from green to blue | |
Sometimes I think you loved her too | |
But since she left and our love died | |
You stand petrified, singing tree | |
Oh sing to me | |
Singing tree | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love | |
And bring her back, singing tree | |
Oh sing to me | |
Singing tree | |
Call your friend | |
The roving wind | |
Maybe he can find my love |