Behind the house where I lived Back when I was a kid I played G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine trees I'd fight imaginary wars 'Til my mom called from our back porch And I'd come home covered in that pine pitch From my head down to my knees Too big to wrap my arms around Surely older than I could count Must have been there since the Mayflower crossed the sea They'd been through blizzards and hurricanes Summer droughts and freezing rain Them pines would live forever At least that's how it seemed to me CHORUS: Now what's become of the old pine woods It's all gone and there's a brand new neighborhood All for a buck they cut down all those trees They subdivided all of my fondest memories When those trucks came for my woods I did everything I could And it was war for real when school let out that June I ripped down flags and I pulled up stakes But what difference can one boy make Them pines still fell like thunder on a summer afternoon CHORUS And I never became friends With the families that moved in They were different from us or so it seemed I grew up and moved away I just go home on holidays But those tall and tangled pines They're still falling in my dreams We all want the greenest lawn And a country club where we belong And an SUV to get us there in style But we don't keep track of what we've lost We can't calculate the cost When there's no place left for a boy's Imagination to run wild So what's become of the old pine woods It's all gone and it's gone for good All for a buck they cut down all those trees They subdivided all of my fondest memories