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[00:08.25]For a backwoods girl was she
[00:10.20]And for choppin' down a tree
[00:12.61]She was handy with an axe and she was smart
[00:16.44]Oh, but I should have passed her by
[00:18.54]When she waved and hollered "Hi"
[00:20.71]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[00:25.15]Well, when she promised to be mine
[00:26.86]I cut ninety logs of pine
[00:29.12]For a little cabin in our world apart
[00:32.76]All our dreams were heaven bound
[00:35.22]Till she tore that cabin down
[00:37.38]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[00:41.73]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[00:45.46]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[00:49.63]Like a buzz saw rips a pole, she made sawdust of my soul
[00:53.80]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[01:14.34]She was tall and she was limber
[01:16.50]And her timber she was fine
[01:18.61]But her lips were poison oak and turpentine
[01:22.74]She was seasoned, I was green
[01:24.84]Yes, my darling lumber queen
[01:26.90]Wound me round her finger like a clinging vine
[01:31.31]Now I hang around the shack
[01:33.23]Just a lonesome lumberjack
[01:35.34]Might have known her heart was wooden from the start
[01:39.51]When she smashed away her charms
[01:41.62]There was splinters in my arms
[01:43.72]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[01:47.85]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[01:51.81]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
[01:56.04]When she rolled me down that hill and she run me through the mill
[02:00.15]She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart