June, wake up, June
The tree's on fire, June, oh no
Love is a Christmas tree
But don't think any old tree is safe
Some have a long expire
Turn your house into a funeral pyre
And I watered that tree
Till the branches rose up higher
And it drank, drank, drank
But it kept on getting drier
Now it burns burns burns
This tree's on fire
This tree's on fire
June, call 9 1 1, June, oh
The heat from the smokin' pine
Melted my copy of 'Walk The Line'
And I tried to save 'A Boy Named Sue'
Dang it cooked him too
The cat walked in
Set my Christmas tree on fire
He climbed, climbed, climbed
Hit some bulbs and stripped the wires
That's when I learned, learned, learned
This tree's on fire
This tree's on fire, damn cats
I go into my Christmas tree of fire
And I huffed and huffed and spit
But the flames would not expire
Boy, it burns, burns, burns
This tree's on fire
This tree's on fire
Blow, June, blow
Oh, keep blowing, June
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