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I Must Be A Tree - Gene Parsons



     
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You are nothing but a piece of driftwood
But I can feel the pain and misery
And in this rut I'm stuck with roots a-pining
But I'm not a man so I must be a tree
I can't be real, yes I must be a tree
I bloom my spring then comes the fall that withers me
And through this cold I'm dormant 'til you call on me
That's why I know that I must be a tree
Every month you mate our need gets bigger
My heart has hardened like a knot of wood
And things won't be so shady for you anymore
Someday this tree will branch out towards the other wood
I can't be real, no I must be a tree
I bloom my spring then comes the fall that withers me
And through this cold I'm dormant 'til you call on me
That's why I know that I must be a tree
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Gene Parsons (born April 9, 1944 in Los Angeles, California) is an American drummer, banjoist, guitarist and singer-songwriter, best known for his work with The Byrds from 1968 to 1972. Parsons was brought in by Clarence White to replace previous drummer Kevin Kelley. Parsons has also released solo albums and played in Nashville West, The Flying Burrito Brothers, and Parsons Green. Gene Parsons is also credited with inventing the B-Bender along with Clarence White and it is often referred to as the Parsons/White B-Bender, a trademarked name, for that reason.

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