Family Tree

Lyrics (English)

Words & Music by Talitha MacKenzie

Getting ready for summer vacation
My father’s got his papers spread all over the table
Mapping out our relations
Piecing out the puzzle as far as he’s able

Tell me, Dad, where are the roots of the tree?
What is a Pedigree? Does it start with Adam & Eve?
Are the leaves of the tree the progeny?
My sister & I—are we at the top of the tree?
Then you turn that tree right upside-down
You’ve got the leaves of the tree running round on the ground
But that doesn’t seem to make any sense
Can you explain it please? Can you tell me about our family tree?

Well, let’s begin with a family of brothers
Living in England in the seventeenth century
They separated but still worked with each other
They sailed on ships called Concord and Amity

One brother went to Delaware
One to Barbados, to a sugar plantation
But James is the one whose blood we share
He helped William Penn with his creation:

The City of Brotherly Love
Carved out of the woods of Pennsylvania
These are the people who sit above
Above us, above us on our Family Tree

But tell me, Dad, where are the roots of the tree?
What is a Pedigree? Does it start with Adam & Eve?
Are the leaves of the tree the progeny?
My sister & I—are we up at the top of the tree?
Then you turn that tree right upside-down
You’ve got the leaves of the tree running round on the ground
But that doesn’t seem to make any sense
Can you explain it please? Can you tell me about our family tree?

We’ll go to the house of a cousin of yours
She signed her name in the family Bible
Everyone knows her as Betsy Ross
But she called herself Elizabeth Claypoole

She was a Quaker but was for the War
Helped start a Meeting House that was Revolutionary
Very friendly with General George
She made him a flag then started a flag factory

We’ll go looking for headstones
Write down all the information
See how many Claypooles we can find
Fill in the gaps, end the frustration

Come September we all wrote essays
“What I Did on my Summer Vacation”
My teacher called me right up to her desk
To give me some important information

“Look, you’ve made a mistake here
You couldn’t have visited your ancestors
You meant to say relatives—correct it, dear
Then put it back in with the other papers”

I changed the word and I walked away
Wondering how I could have got that wrong
When I recall that Indian Summer day
I know now that I was right all along

I know all about my Family Tree
I’ve got my Pedigree Chart
It starts with Adam & Eve
I’ve got spreadsheets galore full of progeny
And I’ve got two boys to carry on after me

I know all about my Family Tree
I’ve got my Pedigree Chart
It starts with Adam & Eve
I’ve got spreadsheets galore full of progeny
And I’ve got two boys to carry on after me

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