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Chorus:
Run, run, the tree is falling,
Run, run, the chain saw's at his throat!
Once the redwood's gone
It will not come again,
It will not be a giant
In the history of time.
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Once the grove is gone,
The living fern and bush,
It will not house the yellow deer,
It will not bear the thrush.
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Once the trees are gone
That drank the heavy rain,
The water-maddened rivers
Will tear the land again.
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Once the forest's gone
That was the creature's friend,
We'll never have the wilderness
To reach a healing hand.
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Stop the iron teeth
That only know to kill,
That turn the mighty forest
Into corpses at the mill.
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