Ballad of the Wooden Lady (Kevin Johnston 2004)

She goes out with sailors, she brings sailors home

She spends some nights with them, she spends some alone

Just looking out over the ocean, wondering where tomorrow will lead

Where the wind will take her, where she’d go and what she would se

Jewel of the harbor, adorned like a queen.

A lost love returned from a woodworker’s dream

He whittled what he could remember, carving out all of her grace

And just like the last time he saw her, he took the smile right from her face

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She’s a figure head of her time

Through windows of rails, of ropes and of sails

Watching through her wooden eyes

Now she doesn’t set out, though the sea still rolls on

With modern days vessels, the romance is gone.

She sits there and dreams of the ocean, growing older without ‘er a sound

A face full of secrets and stories, that’s she’ll never tell

Her ships run aground.

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From the album: The Swinging Sailor of Perryman

2005 quintmusic