I've Got a Cherry Tree
All good, all at once I got back
The bad ones and finished what I'd begun
Oh, look now at who I've become
I swung hard, cried for the fences and rode fine
On the benches I fought hard
In the trenches working on my defenses
Defenses, defenses, defenses
But I always just said
Just like they said
I'm building a home
I'm building a home
I'm building a home
I'm building a home
I've seen sunshine
I've felt the love divine
I got all the time
I'm building a home
I've seen men cry
Smelling cherry pie
I've seen every sign
I'm building a home
I got airtight alibis
But no need to tell lies
I'm always with the guys
We're out back chasing butterflies
When they lay me down to rest in the place
I know best with blossoms on my chest
I know best with blossoms on my chest
I never went to Budapest
Budapest, Budapest, Budapest
But oh, I got all the rest
I'm building a home
Yip-yip-yip, wah-ah-wah
Yip-yip-yip, wah-ah-wah
Yip-wah-wah-wah
wahoom
wahoom