The Figmoron Tree

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My dad once bought a Figmoron Tree
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He planted it and he grew it
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I chopped it down with a 
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cherry-handled axe
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And I told my old man I didn't do it

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After he died, I planted another
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Where the earth and his bones were 
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mingled
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I cannot tell you how long I let 
that one stand
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But if you look at the stump then 
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the rings will


[Chorus]
C       G      D   G           
Sitting in the sun beneath the 
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Figmoron Tree
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Figmoron Trees give no shade
C       G      D   G           
Sitting in the sun beneath the 
D        C
Figmoron Tree
G           C            Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade


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[Verse 2]
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You better not wait for the wind to 
knock it down
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So you can cut it up and cord it
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Whichever way the wind is blowing 
from
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The Figmoron Tree bends toward it

Em                        Am
In October its leaves all turn pitch
 back
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And they float away up through the 
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clouds
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Where they gather and stick like a 
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thick swarm of bats
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Until they fall in a heap to the 
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ground


[Chorus]
C       G      D   G           
Sitting in the sun beneath the 
D        C
Figmoron Tree
G        Am            Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C       G      D   G           
Sitting in the sun beneath the 
D        C
Figmoron Tree
G           C            Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade


[Verse 3]
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It was 19 hundred-ought-zero-oh-nine
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Flanagan went on his shooting spree
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The next day I went out with my 
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pliers and knife
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And pulled 91 slugs from the 
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Figmoron Tree

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I had just busted out of jail when I
 heard
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The sound brakes make when they 
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screech--
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My dear, late wife wrapped my 
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yellow truck
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Around the trunk of the old Figmoron
 Tree


[Chorus]
C       G      D   G           
Sitting in the sun beneath the 
D        C
Figmoron Tree
G        Am            Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C       G      D   G           
Sitting in the sun beneath the 
D        C
Figmoron Tree
G           C            Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade