Story Behind The Song
Recorded for a comilation album-'If a Tree Falls' in 1996
Song Description
A song about saving the trees-lyrics by Grateful Dead lyricist Robert Hunter
| Song Length |
3:44 |
Genre |
Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Devil took an axe, ground it keen
test it with a hair and it cut through clean
Devil played a song with a horsehair bow
made it sing like a poor damn soul
Finished the tune and climbed the stair
to get him a breath of that clean fresh air
Breeze so clean that it make him sneeze
so he took his axe and felled some trees
Ain't hard to figure, no mystery when the forest dies, so do we
A little bit better but still too pure
for the Devil's nose and that's for sure
so he got to choppin' till the air turned grey
but his nose still twitched cause he's made that way
Went back down and sent some souls
with number nine sacks to gather the coals
they piled them hot and piled them high
it brought a tear to the devil's eye
ain't hard to figure, no mystery when the forest dies, so do we
No place like home, they heard him say,
I'd fixit all if I had my way
Cut down the woods, muck up the streams
Hell on earth, it's the land of my dreams
Ain't hard to figure, no mystery when the forest dies, so do we