Queen of the Furrows Lyrics

Mandolin fill arranged for guitar
Intro:
A G x4 (mando riff over)
Verse:
Win Toronto yelled the Queen of the Furrows
This is how we farm hens cluck and roosters crow
You are my heart staring down from the bureau
To be apart is that why you have to go
To conversations city everybody's talking
You must have something to say
conversations sitting making conversation
Working at it night and day
Verse (same as first)
Watch your self I say to my toasted westerns
This is how I feel and it is when I learn the most
you are my heart you're my Queen of the Furrows
this is how I feel hens cluck and roosters crow
In the night feels
everything dark yellow
I make my way by feel
by my neighbours glow
Chorus (distortion kicks in; switch to power chords):
You are my heart oh my Queen of the Furrows
This is how i farm eyes up and ears down low
You are my heart You're my Queen of the Furrows
this is how i feel Hens cluck and roosters crow
this is how I feel
Solo (repeat chorus chords 3 times)
But in conversation city everybody's talking
you must have something to say
Conversation city making conversation
Working at it night and day
You are my heart
this is how i feel
You are my heart
this is how i feel
You are my heart
this is how i feel
this is how i feel etc.
Posted in We Are The Same (2009)
| Tagged Jeff MacDonnell