A warm wind is blowing through the valleys and the 
mountain tops 
Down the road to a place we know so well 
The children are running with ribbons in their baby hands 
While we all gather 'round the Giving Tree 

Let's go sing songs, the blue ones 
Let's go sing about the Lord above 
And thank the old sun for all we have 
The sad times, the glad times 
The babies swinging in our arms 
Just don't seem like much like rain 'round the Giving 
Tree 

Like the shedherds once followed a star bright up in the 
sky 
We've come to say, come be with us know 
Come give us a good one 
Come give us a happy time 
While we all here dance 'round the Giving Tree