Ashlyn

Tumble on down

where the water be foun’

Where the rabbits meet

an’ the buttercups sweet

Full o’ yew an’ cedar

river birch an’ pine

Lay on down

ta loose track o’ time

Listen ta the Thrushs’ hymn

 Way, way up upon the crook’d limb

Within the canopy

of the great Ash tree

That’s where she nests

an sings so free

Gran Daddy took me here

many years ago

Ta show the world

is more then go, go, go

Here, under this giant tree

This is where I am free