CHOP IT DOWN:

© 1999 by Lydia Glider-Shelley
Verse 1:
The herbs of the field sway to and fro
on the breeze...
then they say:

Chorus:
Chop it down! Chop it down!
These plants are illegal!

Chop it down! Chop it down!
Isn’t it incredible?

A beneficial herb to man
thrown right in the garbage can...

Chop it down! Chop it down!
What are we to do?

Chop it down! Chop it down!
One day it might be you!

Verse 2:
How can mankind blame an herb for their problems?
They just say:
(repeat chorus)
Verse 3:
In the end when we are all gone
the flora will remain...
no one to say:

(repeat chorus)