She Made Toothpicks Of The Timber Of My Heart

Tom : E
E F#m B E

[Verse 1]
E
For a backwoods girl was she
F#m
And for choppin' down a tree
B E
She was handy with an axe and she was smart
E
Oh, but I should have passed her by
F#m
When she waved and hollered "Hi"
B7 E
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart

[Verse 2]
E
Well, when she promised to be mine
F#m
I cut ninety logs of pine
B
For a little cabin in our world apart
E
All our dreams were heaven bound
F#m
Till she tore that cabin down

[Refrão]
B7
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart

[Chorus]
E
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart
F#m
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart

[Próxima Parte]
B
Like a buzz saw rips a pole, she made sawdust of my soul
E
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart

[Bridge]
A
She was tall and she was limber
A
And her timber she was fine
E B
But her lips were poison oak and turpentine
E
She was seasoned, I was green
F#m
Yes, my darling lumber queen
B
Wound me round her finger like a clinging vine

[Verse 3]
E
Now I hang around the shack
F#m
Just a lonesome lumberjack
B
Might have known her heart was wooden from the start
E
When she smashed away her charms
F#m
There was splinters in my arms

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
E F#m
When she rolled me down that hill and she run me through the mill
B7 E
She made toothpicks of the timber of my heart