(Doug Crider/Matt Rollings)



There was a maple tree in our front yard

When I was growin up, I'd climb up to the top

And watch my brother trading baseball cards

My Daddy pulling weeds, mother callin me

I was hiding in the leaves



And the world looked fine as fas as I could see

From the top of the family tree

A hundred branches growing 'round me

Way up there in the family tree



When I was seventeen, I left that town

My life was right on track, I never once looked back

I was so sure that I was glory bound

I gave it all I had and when it all went bad

Got a phone call from my dad



And the world looked fine as fas as I could see

From the top of the family tree

A hundred branches growing 'round me

Way up there in the family tree



Now I'm older and my husband laughs at me

I'm building houses for the kids up in a tree



And the world looks fine as fas as I can see

From the top of the family tree

A hundred branches growing 'round me

Way up here in the family tree