(Doug Crider - Matt Rollings)
There was a maple tree in our front yard
When I was growin' up, I'd climb up to the top
And watch my brother trading baseball cards
My Daddy pulling weeds, mother's callin' me
I was hiding in the leaves
And the world looked fine as far as I could see
From the top of the family tree
A hundred branches growing 'round me
Way up there in the family tree
When I was seventeen, I left that town
My life was right on track,
I never once looked back
I was so sure that I was glory bound
I gave it all I had and when it all went bad
Got a phone call from my dad
And the world looked fine as far as I could see
From the top of the family tree
A hundred branches growing 'round me
Way up there in the family tree
Now I'm older and my husband laughs at me
I'm building houses for the kids up in a tree
And the world looks fine as far as I can see
From the top of the family tree
A hundred branches growing 'round me
Way up here in the family tree
The world looks fine as far as I can see
From the top of the family tree
A hundred branches growing 'round me
Way up here in the family tree...