little lemon, little lemon

hanging on a tree

clinging to its branch

as you dance in the breeze

mother tree, mother tree

you let your lemon go

it's falling through the sky

as your bare branch shows

cold earth, cold earth

your dirt is on its flesh

yet it still fell on you

now there it will rest

walk man, walk man

what's that in the dirt?

there's a little lemon

for you to give some worth

little lemon, little lemon

walk man passed you by

now you've been left alone

please don't cry.