In the quiet green,in rye country
the hills glisten with the morning dew
and I'm all alone,near a family stone
my tired eyes are glistening too

And I never knew how blue blue could be
until I was restin' in the shadow of a big oak tree

I was here last night,the moon by my side
I played a wet whistle loud and mean
but now the saturday sun has come to spread it's light
it's the sweetest silence I've ever seen

And I never knew how blue blue could be
until I was restin' in the shadow of a big oak tree

Oh,the tears and the laughs
as I walk down the path
and I'm readin' each name
all those memories of love
from below to above
and back again

And I never knew how blue blue could be
until I was restin' in the shadow of a big oak tree