Craig McClelland Music

Lyrics

Old oaks grow tall, Annie.
See the world grow small, Annie.
But when they fall, Annie,
Where will we be?

Winter has come, Annie.
No strength in the sun, Annie.
But when we're done, Annie,
Where will be be?

When the summer is over.
And Old Jack comes to call.
Don't tell him "No", tell him "Maybe", Annie.
Oh, Annie.
God blesses all.Oh, Annie.
God blesses all.

Old oaks grow tall, Annie.
See the world grow small, Annie.
But when they fall, Annie,
Where will we be?