No more walks in the wood The trees have all been cut down And where once they stood Not even a wagon rut Appears along the path Low brush is taking over
I once had a girl, or should i say, she once had me. She showed me her room, is not it good, norwegian wood? She asked me to stay and she told me to sit
I once had a girl Or should I say, she once had me She showed me her room Isn't it good Norwegian wood? She asked my to stay and told me sit anywhere
I once had a girl, Or should I say She once had me. She showed me her room, Isn?t it good? Norwegian wood. She asked my to stay and told me sit
(Lennon/McCartney) I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood? She asked me to stay and
I once had a girl, or should I say she once had me? She showed me her room, isn't it good, Norwegian wood? She asked me to stay and she told me to sit
take to to the neck of the woods In my hood (uptown) Show you wat we livin like (uptown) Well let me take to to the neck of the woods In my hood (uptown
to to the neck of the woods In my hood (uptown) Show you wat we livin like (uptown) Well let me take to to the neck of the woods In my hood (uptown
I'm up in the woods I'm down on my mind I'm building a still to slow down the time
woods To Grandmother's house we go. The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh Through white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the woods
on wood Knock, knock, knock on wood I think I better Knock, (Knock) knock on wood I think I better Knock, (Knock) knock on wood I think I better Knock, (Knock) knock on wood
Wants to play Jackson stole twenty souls in a day To take away A take away He takes away And no complaints Heart's upon his sleeve and his blade Wood
that funky shit (in the woods) That be beyond understandin (in the woods) Yo we do it with the soul (in the woods) Timber (in the woods) [POSDNOUS:]
to it that I get it up. Just one touch from her, you know can do so much. Chorus Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood. Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
, settle before the sun Darling, I can barely remember you beside me You should come back home, back on your own now In the evening light, when the woman of the woods
feeling Many of us Don?t see much I look around Some things just Don?t match The sound of the shotgun The big black eye of a doe They go to the woods
