As honest as an apple from an apple tree Strong as an oak As busy as a beech I'll hold you like a weeping willow might hold you With a scattering of seeds And a sudden flash of magnolia Knock on wood baby Wish me luck I wish I was as useful as a coconut Both the bed that I was born in And the coffin I'll be burnt in Started their lives out as tiny little seeds Easy to forget and it's hard to believe As pretty as a peach Proud as a plum The ambition of an acorn I wanna get me some Swinging like a world champion conker The secret life behind every door you've ever opened From the tree top to beneath the floor The handle of a hammer and the handle of a saw The guitar that I am playing And the stage where I am standing Started their lives out as tiny little seeds Easy to forget and it's hard to believe We build a world out of wood Fill our bellies on its fruit We cut them down Faster than we plant them But there is still a path through the forest to your heart And a little drumstick somewhere tapping out the rhythm Can you hear them Are you listening I wish I was as useful as a coconut