From the Tree to the Hand to the Page

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

I asked the tree: "What will you be?"

I asked the tree: "What will you be?"

I'll be a page in your diary

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

I asked the hand: "What will you be?"

I asked the hand: "What will you be?"

I'll be the best tool in history

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

I asked the quill: "What will you be?"

I asked the quill: "What will you be?"

I'll be the best scribe that I can be

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

I would circle around and cross the T

I'd dot the I most gracefully

I'll be an ink stain on a writer's knee

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

I asked a dazed child: "What do you see?"

I asked a dazed child: "What do you see?"

What's that there on the mantlepiece?

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

From the tree to the hand to the page

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye

Singin' bye, bye, bye, bye, bye