Trees in Philadelphia

(Tom T. Hall)



She loved me like the trees love Philadelphia

And like the Philadelphians love trees

One fine and fleeting day in Philadelphia

Then we went our seperate ways to share the same old memories.



It's different now than what it's always been

It's that narrow line between love and sin

Oh, she loved me like the trees love Philadelphia

And like the Philadelphians love trees.



Just a summer walk on one afternoon

Like the leaves that fall it ended too soon

Oh, she loved me like the trees love Philadelphia

And like the Philadelphians love trees...