作曲:Henry Mancini
作词:Henry Mancini
Was a tall oak tree
And the mountain high loved the sky above
The creator looked down
And saw everything was love love love
Then he took a bone
The piece of mud
He made a man then a woman to be flesh and blood
Then along came the devil up out of the ground
He tempted woman and that's spread sin all around
All around all around
Is she the left that apple on the apple tree
There'd be no tears and sorrow we'd live eternally
And then along came man to burn the oak tree down
And now the babbling brook is a solid ground
And the mountain high don't stand so high
And there's a cloud of smoke
That covers up the clear blue sky
There was a tall oak tree
There was a tall oak tree
There was a tall oak tree