Lenador

I have a woman at home with good intentions
I’m not ashamed to say she wears the pants
She’s a guitar that plays alone, cries, and sings
Out of tune sometimes, but carries the voice of the soul

She’s gold with fire
She’s my bonfire and I’m her Lumberjack

I love that woman with long hair and warm hands
My chest swells when I say
What a beautiful woman, and she’s mine
She’s the one who keeps my feet on solid ground
The one who brings back my vows of peace
In times of war

She’s gold with fire
She’s my bonfire and I’m her Lumberjack
My beautiful queen

I love that woman with a heart of steel and chains
With the innocence of a child and a heart of oatmeal bread

She’s gold with fire
She’s my bonfire and I’m her Lumberjack

And I’m her Lumberjack

She’s my bonfire
I’m her Lumberjack
She’s my bonfire
I’m her Lumberjack