Out Of A Tree

Get your eight year-old out of a tree. Get your eight year-old out of a tree. Got up there. Quite a ways.

There's no ladder as tall as that tree and what's sadder is he's still in that tree Just what could've made him Of course you forbade him He's a child

Hear the sounds of laughter High above the rafters He's gone wild

Neighbors shocked but the all still agree. There's no talking him down from that tree And it rains. Still he stays

Get your eight year-old out of a tree. Get your eight year-old out of a tree.

Now your nine year-old lives in a tree. Now your nine year-old wants no T.V. Not a stage. Not a phase

Now your nine year-old has been set free. Now your nine year-old's home is a tree.