Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
Chi Coltrane
I took my troubles to the tree
Hoping I could find m way to peace
I didn't know where my life would lead
So I took my troubles to the tree
I told my story to the breeze
When no one seemed to listen to me
And like the breeze I now am free
Since I told my story to the breeze
Well, I laid me down in the sun
It's warmth and I became one
And I missed the sun when the day was done
He was such a friend to me the sun
Oh yeah—
This world can't give me any peace
It seems that love will never really be
And my troubled mind must find release
So I sat me down beneath the tree
Well, I laid me down in the sun
It's warmth and I became as one
And I missed the sun when the day was done
He was such a friend to me the sun-
Oh yeah—
I took my troubles to the tree
And God's own son looked down on me
All I know is I was blind and now I see
Since I took my troubles to the tree
And I believe we all can find the way to peace
If we take our troubles to the tree
The Tree was written by Chi Coltrane.
The Tree was produced by Toxey French.