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