Biography:
Sycamore Smith is the stage name of Marc Smith, a musician from Marquette, Michigan. Smith, formerly of The Muldoons, has toured the United States with his uniquely comic brand of folk music, complete with derby hat, guitar, and kazoo.
Though little known outside of the Michigan area, his popularity is slowly growing, in most part due to his excellent website and some loyal fans spreading the word. Sycamore is an accomplished lyricist, and his songs often reflect his love of his home area and his atheism (Hokum All Ye Faithful).
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THE FIGMORON TREE
by Sycamore Smith
[Intro]
G Am Em x2
[Verse 1]
Em Am
My dad once bought a Figmoron Tree
Em D
He planted it and he grew it
Em C
I chopped it down with a cherry-handled axe
G Am Em
And I told my old man I didn't do it
Em Am
After he died, I planted another
Em D
Where the earth and his bones were mingled
Em C
I cannot tell you how long I let that one stand
G Am Em
But if you look at the stump then the rings will
[Chorus]
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G Am Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G C Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade
[Verse 2]
Em Am
You better not wait for the wind to knock it down
Em D
So you can cut it up and cord it
Em C
Whichever way the wind is blowing from
G Am Em
The Figmoron Tree bends toward it
Em Am
In October its leaves all turn pitch back
Em D
And they float away up through the clouds
Em C
Where they gather and stick like a thick swarm of bats
G Am Em
Until they fall in a heap to the ground
[Chorus]
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G Am Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G C Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade
[Verse 3]
Em Am
It was 19 hundred-ought-zero-oh-nine
Em D
Flanagan went on his shooting spree
Em C
The next day I went out with my pliers and knife
G Am Em
And pulled 91 slugs from the Figmoron Tree
Em Am
I had just busted out of jail when I heard
Em D
The sound brakes make when they screech--
Em Em C C
My dear, late wife wrapped my yellow truck
G Am Em
Around the trunk of the old Figmoron Tree
[Chorus]
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G Am Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G C Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade
by Sycamore Smith
[Intro]
G Am Em x2
[Verse 1]
Em Am
My dad once bought a Figmoron Tree
Em D
He planted it and he grew it
Em C
I chopped it down with a cherry-handled axe
G Am Em
And I told my old man I didn't do it
Em Am
After he died, I planted another
Em D
Where the earth and his bones were mingled
Em C
I cannot tell you how long I let that one stand
G Am Em
But if you look at the stump then the rings will
[Chorus]
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G Am Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G C Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade
[Verse 2]
Em Am
You better not wait for the wind to knock it down
Em D
So you can cut it up and cord it
Em C
Whichever way the wind is blowing from
G Am Em
The Figmoron Tree bends toward it
Em Am
In October its leaves all turn pitch back
Em D
And they float away up through the clouds
Em C
Where they gather and stick like a thick swarm of bats
G Am Em
Until they fall in a heap to the ground
[Chorus]
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G Am Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G C Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade
[Verse 3]
Em Am
It was 19 hundred-ought-zero-oh-nine
Em D
Flanagan went on his shooting spree
Em C
The next day I went out with my pliers and knife
G Am Em
And pulled 91 slugs from the Figmoron Tree
Em Am
I had just busted out of jail when I heard
Em D
The sound brakes make when they screech--
Em Em C C
My dear, late wife wrapped my yellow truck
G Am Em
Around the trunk of the old Figmoron Tree
[Chorus]
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G Am Em
Figmoron Trees give no shade
C G D G D C
Sitting in the sun beneath the Figmoron Tree
G C Em
Sipping on a hot lemonade
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