Raised at the foot of the hill
Down that one dirt lane
Raised by the shade of a maple tree
Will run a hole right through the name
Wood and stone
A house, a home
For the trials
Of our family tree
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me
Played in the yard with the garden hose
Bathing suits and trembling legs
Mother and Father's voices drowning
Out the sound of the summer breeze
Wood and stone
A house, a home
For the trials
Of our family tree
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me
Apples in the apple tree
For the sauce that grandma made
An apple in the hand for the horse I'm shaking
In the shade of it's thoroughbred mane
Wood and stone
A house, a home
For the trials
Of our family tree
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me
Christmas night, holy night
Mother loves us with her life
And daddy loved us too but I'll never know
If he loved the outcome of his life
Wood and stone
A house, a home
For the trials
Of our family tree
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me
Wood and stone
A house, a home
For the trials
Of our family tree
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me
Wood and stone
A house, a home
For the trials
Of our family tree
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me
All I know is that
Wood and stone
Will be the better part of me