THE TREE THIEVES
Next to a little city, east the mighty Mississippi creeps
There was a forest full of trees and there the trolls used to sleep
The oldest brother was named Warren, then came Helmut, then came Marwin
As they slept they felt a warning, what might happen in the morning
When the humans come around, the trees will fall upon the ground
They will throw them in the river drowned and then they’ll float them into town
They will haul them on the riverbanks, then store and dry them on the lands
And then a giant metal hand will grab and cut them into planks
As the trolls slept, the years went by, a city built so wide and high
With everything the eye could buy, until the wooden well went dry
The trolls woke up now all alone, the trees were gone, their only home
Between the roots and stumps they roamed, they turned up over every stone
First night the trolls in silence grieved, next night they all went out to seek
Along the riverbanks and creeks, they found a city full of thieves
The trolls were stunned in disbelief, and so they came back in the eve
They swore a pact to never leave, until they rescued every tree
