The Baby Tree Songtext
von Paul Kantner, Jefferson Starship

There′s an island way out in the sea
Where the babies, they all grow on trees
And it's jolly good fun to swing in the sun
But you gotta watch out if you sneeze-sneeze
Gotta watch out if you sneeze


Yeah, you gotta watch out if you sneeze
For swingin′ up there in the breeze
You're liable to cough
You might very well fall off
And tumble down flop on your knees-knees
Tumble down flop on your knees

And when the stormy winds wail
And the breezes blow high in a gale
There's a curious dropping and flopping and plopping
And fat little babies just hail-hail
Fat little babies just hail


And the babies lie there in a pile
And the grown-ups they come after awhile
And they always pass by all the babies that cry
And take only babies that smile-smile
Take only babies that smile
Even triplets and twins if they′ll smile