| SONGS |
| BLACK OAK |
| CHORUS: E Black oak, black oak A B Oh, baby let your xylem flow E I said, black oak, black oak A B Oh, baby let your xylem flow A gray squirrel told me just the other day How he took my acorns and he hid them away He said, “Winter’s coming and it’s getting late,” He has to get ready to hibernate The Miwok people used to be around. They’d take my acorns to their mortar holes to pound. They had to get rid of that bitter taste, So, they leached them into an acorn paste. Scientists call me a deciduous tree, When the days get shorter my leaves fall off of me. Just like other trees I grow an annual ring. So, put your hands together and let’s all sing… I have also seen these verses used: A Black Oak’s roots grow way down low Where the water and the nutrients begin to flow They raise their branches and wave to the sun Now photosynthesis has begun I saw a grey squirrel just the other day He found an acorn and he ran away He dug a hole and stuck it in the sand Now tall trees are growing all over the land The Me-Wuk call it Telele [Ta-lay-lay] They used to eat more than they eat it today But they still grind it up and make it into powder Try some and you’ll have BLACK OAK POWER! |
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| sung to the tune of "Louie Louie" |