Swam in the lake across the yard,
Walked all over town with our bare feet.
We were always outside,
We were running in the streets.
Early in the morning
We took the big white bus to school,
Soon we will be home with
So much left to do
Then came the song
That echoed in the walls of our home
You better pack your things
When the telephone rings
It's time, it's time
It's time to go
O my mother, my father and brothers,
My sweet little sister too.
Do you remember that small town
Where we used to roam so free
We would lie underneath the Tipuana tree
Then daddy got a call again
Move to some God forsaken town
Where the pollution destroys
Your lungs and your mind
Then came the song
That echoed in the walls of our home
Don't go 'round making friends
Tie up loose ends
It's time, it's time
It's time to go
O my mother, my father and brothers,
My sweet little sister too.
Do you remember that small town
Where we used to roam so free
We would lie underneath the Tipuana tree
Just the other day
I drove past their by the way
Not a sound was heard
The mine had emptied out the earth.
Old Tipuana tree
I hope you still stand tall and free.
Do you even know?
You made some family's house a home.
Oh why did we have to go?
O my mother, my father and brothers,
My sweet little sister too.
Do you remember that small town
Where we used to roam so free
We would lie underneath the Tipuana tree
O my mother, my father and brothers,
My sweet little sister too.
Do you remember that small town
Where we used to roam so free
We would lie underneath the Tipuana tree
