There is unrest in the forest
  There is trouble with the trees
  For the maples want more sunlight
  And the oaks ignore their pleas

  The trouble with the maples
  And they're quite convinced they're right
  They say the oaks are just too lofty
  And they grab up all the light
  But the oaks can't help their feelings
  If they like the way they're made
  And they wonder why the maples
  Can't be happy in their shade?

  There is trouble in the forest
  And the creatures all have fled
  As the maples scream 'oppression!'
  And the oaks, just shake their heads

  So the maples formed a union
  And demanded equal rights
  'The oaks are just too greedy
  We will make them give us light'
  Now there's no more oak oppression
  For they passed a noble law
  And the trees are all kept equal
  By hatchet, axe, and saw