Like mighty oak trees They line a shaded well worn path They're the souls that hae walked beside me And I can see that looking back Friends that stood by me Right up to the last
Like mighty oak trees, that help me walk this well worn path. Down by the water Of a stream that never ends They shelter me from the noon day sun and guard me from the wind I close my eyes and I can see them all once again
Like mighty oak trees, down by that stream that never ends. Strong and always there when I needed them the most You know they're rooted way down deep in my soul I think about them all the time when I'm out on the road And every night when I lay down I know I'm looking up at mighty oak trees
Like mighty oak trees They have stood the test of time They were always there to lean on When stregth was hard to find I just hope that one day you're lucky enough to find Mighty oak trees Mighty oak trees like those rowdy friends of mine...