Acorn in the meadow, Meadow filled with sun

Sun is shining warm on the meadow. Tree begun

Baby in the cradle, Cradle filled with love

Mama smiling warm on the cradle from above



Someday my baby be a giant man

Trees stretch clear up to the sky

Me all rest in the shade of it

Rest in the roots when I die

Oh Lord I pray you help me

Help me make him good

Never make me sorry that he was born

I can see it me in the shade of the acorn tree

He and his woman sitting side of me

And maybe my baby with an acorn of his own