Inara George & Van Dyke Parks Family Tree lyrics

In the best of times
And the worst of times
We could find an exit
Flying up the chimney
Sliding down the dresses
We could find an entrance

I want to be your century
I wanna settle down
I could be your baby tree
I wanna settle down

Oh, if we lose our money
Yeah, we could still be cunning
We could kill our dinner
Searching out some shelter
If they need an answer
Send it in a letter


I want to be your century
I wanna settle down
I could be your baby tree
I wanna settle down

Do you know your family tree?
I was a farmer
Love hard and nothing easy
You know what you should be?
I'm still a farmer
Love soft planting trees

I could be your century
I wanna settle down
I could be your baby tree
I wanna settle down