I got tall trees, I got the wind that blows,
I got small knees, but they don't show, so nobody knows.
I got all that I wanted and more, 'cause I seen what you gave me before,
And I don't want to be your whore anymore, baby.
Whoa, you think you still got a hold on me, but I got news for you baby,
I'm free because I ain't gonna let you be Mother of God, no more for me, yeah.

I got tall trees, I got the wind that blows,
You got the birds and bees, but you'll never know where my honey flows,
Flow, honey flow.

I got the sun, and the moon, and the rain,
I got cars and busses and trains,
But I don't need your emotional pain driving me crazy, baby,
Whoa, you got the frogs, and princes and elves,
Pretty boys and mademoiselles,
But if you don't wanna see them in hell, be yourself,
Be yourself,
Be yourself,
Be yourself.

I got tall trees, I got the wind that blows,
I got strong seas, and muscle shoals for my weary soul,
I got tall trees, I got the wind that blows,
You got whatever you please, but you'll never know where my love goes,
No, you'll never know, baby, where true love goes,
Go, Johnny, go.