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