GOD SAVE THE TREES

I love the sequoia
Don't take her down
I love the sequoia
Don't throw her down

When all the land was new
And hunting free
When Iroquois or Klamath
Could have fun and be

There me Irish love will stay
And trouble go
There me happy meat
No wasichu bone

Why legalize beef?
Iroquois caught it free
Why legalize trees?
And sell them like tea?

No white man rights
Or government plans
Equal Black Elk Speaks
And the Klamath Klan

I'm a runaway slave
Harriet Tubman's friend
I'm a Lincoln snot
My maiden name is Knott

What did my grandpa think?
He was half Indian?
He was Vice President
Reference: GM

And in the end
I saw his love
He liked the land
We built an irrigation supply

We planted bushes
And even small trees
We worked for free
When he was a millionaire

So ask James E. Knott
The answer is clear
Not all white men need money
We are our own bread and honey

We love the trees
The answer is clear