Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
There's two trees in Becky Hill's front yard
One big, and one small
That big oak's been there for ages
And they planted that willow last fall
He bought it for their anniversary
So they could watch it grow like their love
Well each day she looks out the window
To see it not growing that much
And she cries like that weeping willow
Every time the wind starts to blow
One of these days she's gonna be strong
Strong like the oak
Now she hates the thought of leaving
She hates to stay
But somewhere in her heart she still needs him
But not as much as she did yesterday
And she cries like that weeping willow
Every time the wind starts to blow
One of these days she's gonna be strong
Strong like the oak
She'll walk out that screen door and hold her hand high
Won't look back, won't shed a tear
Right now she's afraid of being alone
Oh, but she's been alone for years
She cries like that weeping willow
Every time the wind starts to blow
One of these days, she's gonna be strong
Strong like the oak
Yeah one of these days, she's gonna be strong
Strong as an oak
Strong As An Oak was written by Philip White & Rachel Proctor.