There was a tall oak tree That loved a babblin brook, And the babblin brook Loved the mountain high, And the mountain high Loved the sky above. The Creator looked down And saw everything was love, love, love. No, he took a bone And a piece of mud -- He made a man and a woman To be flesh and blood. And then along came the devil Up out of the ground -- He tempted the woman, And that spread sin all round, all round, all round. Now, if she?d left that apple On that apple tree, There?d be no tears or sorrow, We?d live eternally. And then along came Man And chopped the oak tree down And now the babblin brook Is solid ground. And now the mountain high Don't stand so high, And there's a cloud of smoke That covers up the clear blue sky. There was a tall oak tree, There was a tall oak tree, There was a tall oak tree.