She's a tall hollow beam
On the north side of my old compound
Where I myself reside
And twenty four more
Unless you find her awake
Never catch a smile on her wooden face
I know whats inside
Yes I know whats inside
She's my wooden queen
Golden diamond leaves
Far from her royal hands down to
He's a mild, tempered man
On the north side of my city block
Where I make my roots grow
And crack these sidewalks
Everyday I watch him wake
Like somethings wrong and his heart aches
I know whats thats like
I know what its like
She's my wooden queen
Golden diamond leaves
Far from her royal hands down to my
She's my wooden queen
Golden diamond leaves
Far from her royal hands down to my

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