Family Tree

Before the days of Jello
Lived a prehistoric fellow
Who loved a maid and courted her
Beneath the banyan tree
And they had lots of children
And their children all had children
And they kept on having children
Until one of them had me!

We're a family and we're a tree
Our roots go deep down in history
From my great-great-granddaddy reaching up to me
We're a green and growing family tree

My grandpa came from Russia;
My grandma came from Prussia;
They met in Nova Scotia
Had my dad in Tennessee
Then they moved to Yokohama
Where Daddy met my Mama
Her dad's from Alabama
And her mom's part Cherokee

We're a family and we're a tree
Our roots go deep down in history
From my great-great-granddaddy reaching up to me
We're a green and growing family tree

Well one fine day I may go
To Tierra Del Fuego
Perhaps I'll meet my wife there
And we'll move to Timbuktu
And our kid will be bilingual
And though she may stay single
She could, of course, comingle
With the King of Kathmandu

'Cause we're a family and we're a tree
Our roots go deep down in history
From my great-great-granddaddy reaching up to me
We're a green and growing family tree

Now the folks in Madagascar
Aren't the same as in Alaskar;
They got different foods, different moods
And different colored skin
Now you may have a different name
But underneath we're much the same;
You're probably my cousin
And the whole world is our kin

We're a family and we're a tree
Our roots go deep down in history
From my great-great-grandmother reaching up to me
We're a green and growing family tree

We're a family and we're a tree
Our roots go deep down in history
From my great-great-grandmother reaching up to me
We're a green and growing family tree
We're a green and growing family