Acorn in the meadow, Meadow filled with sun
Sun is shining warm on the meadow. Tree begun
Baby in the cradle, Cradle filled with love
Mama smiling warm on the cradle from above
Someday my baby be a giant man
Trees stretch clear up to the sky
Me all rest in the shade of it
Rest in the roots when I die
Oh Lord I pray you help me
Help me make him good
Never make me sorry that he was born
I can see it me in the shade of the acorn tree
He and his woman sitting side of me
And maybe my baby with an acorn of his own
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