FAMILY TREE

(Tom Chapin, John Forster, Limousine Music, The Last Music Co." 1987)



Before the days of Jello

Lived a prehistoric fellow

Who loved a maid and courted her

Beneath the banyan tree.

And they had lots of children

And their children all had children

And they kept on having children until

One of them had me.



My grandpa came from Russia,

My grandma came from Prussia.

They met in Nova Scotia,

Had my dad in Tennessee.

Then they moved to Yokahama

Where daddy met my mama,

Her dad's from Alabama

And her mom's part Cherokee.



One fine day I may go

To Tiera del Fuego,

Perhaps I'll meet my wife there and

We'll move to Timbuktoo.

And our kid will be bilingual,

And though she may stay single,

She could of course co-mingle

With the king of Kathmandu.



The folks in Madagascar

Aren't the same as in Alakar.

They have different foods, different moods and

Different colored skin.

You may have a different name but

Underneath we're much the same,

You're probably my cousin and

The whole world is my kin... 'cause



We're a fam'ly and we're a tree.

Our roots go deep down in history

From my great, great granddaddy

Reaching up to me.

We're a green and growing fam'ly tree.

We're a green and growing fam'ly.



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