The Tale Of The Children And The Golden Tree

Once upon a time in a landfall wasted
A tree that was made of gold
The tree spoke loud and kids sat down
To the stories of old

Flying flutes and diamond thorns
Laughing feet and unicorns
Tails would tell and soon came
Night but the children didn't want to go home

What do you know?
The tree didn't mind at all
He made them bunk beds of gold branches
To keep the kids from getting cold

If you want to hear a true story
That'll keep you on the edge of your seat
Then listen to the tale of the children and the golden tree
It's no fairy tale, you see
But it'll keep you on the edge of your seat
When you listеn to the tale of the childrеn and the golden tree

The golden tree
Was feeling on great kids
Looking like cinnamon rolls
He's really made a sound, uuuuh
So we took the kids and swallowed them whole

Kids and branches everywhere
Come together show no fair
Roll their sleeves up, dug real deep
Pretty soon they were all out of there

What do you know?
The tree had roots of gold
More than enough gold for all children
See, this story has happy ending
(See, this story has happy ending)

If you want to hear a true story
That'll keep you on the edge of your seat
Then listen to the tale of the children and the golden tree
It's no fairy tale, you see
But it'll keep you on the edge of your seat
When you listen to the tale of the children and the golden tree

If you want to hear a true story
That'll keep you on the edge of your seat
Then listen to the tale of the children and the golden tree
It's no fairy tale, you see
But it'll keep you on the edge of your seat
When you listen to the tale of the children and the golden tree