THE MONARCH OF THE WOODS.
Written and Composed by J. W. Cherry.
Behold the monarch of the woods, the mighty old oak tree,
He braves the ragging of the storm, on land or rolling sea;
He waves his branches, deck'd with green, in Summer's golden glow,
And in heavy clothes his leaf-less form, through Winter's frost and mow;
King time, the conqueror of all, he boldly does defy,
For green and hearty will he stand when ages have gone by.
Green and hearty, green and hearty, hearty will he stand,
When ages have gone by, when ages have gone by.
How oft the monarch of the woods, upon a Summer's day.
Has seen the merry children sport, and 'neath his shadow play;
From youth to manhood they spring up, and old age comes at last,
Then green grass waves upon their graves, and all life dreams are past;
Tet stronger grows the mighty tree, in hale and hearty prime,
And stands the monarch of the woods, defying age and time.
Stands the monarch of the woods, the monarch of the woods,
Defying age and time, defying age and tune.