Out on the edge of Grandpa's field, where the wind whispers low
Stands an old oak tree, strong and proud, a hundred years or so
Seen seasons change, watched lightning dance, felt the summer's heat
Held memories in its gnarled bark, secrets bittersweet

Grandpa used to sit beneath its shade, tell stories of his youth
Of courting Grandma, stealing kisses, promises and truth
Now his rocking chair sits empty there, a weathered, lonely friend
But the oak remembers all he shared, 'til the very end

The old oak tree, a silent friend, through laughter, tears, and time
Witnessed promises whispered soft, beneath its leafy prime
A swing hung high, a tire swing low, childhood dreams took flight
The old oak tree, it's seen it all, bathed in pale moonlight

Grandpa used to sit beneath its shade, tell stories of his youth
Of courting Grandma, stealing kisses, promises and truth
Now his rocking chair sits empty there, a weathered, lonely friend
But the oak remembers all he shared, 'til the very end

The old oak tree, a silent friend, through laughter, tears, and time
Witnessed promises whispered soft, beneath its leafy prime
A swing hung high, a tire swing low, childhood dreams took flight
The old oak tree, it's seen it all, bathed in pale moonlight

Leaves may fall, and branches bend, but its roots run deep and strong
A symbol of resilience, where we all belong
A keeper of time, a watchful eye, on this land we hold so dear
The old oak tree, a steady hand, whispering, "Have no fear"

The old oak tree, a silent friend, through laughter, tears, and time
Witnessed promises whispered soft, beneath its leafy prime
A swing hung high, a tire swing low, childhood dreams took flight
The old oak tree, it's seen it all, bathed in pale moonlight

Yeah, the old oak tree, it's seen it all, a constant in this life
A reminder of what matters most, through sorrow and through strife
So next time you're feeling lost, or the world throws you a curve
Head on out to the old oak tree, and let its wisdom serve
Serve