In China Or A Womans Heart
Kate Wolf
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JGust a lCittle box all covered with bGlossoms white as snow
CChinese red and mGade of brass that he gA7ave her long agDo
Like the rGed dirt Oklahoma hills and the sCpringtime flowering trees
That she kGept with all the love they shared insDide her memorGies
She gDot it from her captain when he sCailed around the hGorn
BCringing gifts from CGhina to their ODklahoma home
There were fGancy silks and carved wood chests from the pClaces he had gone
She kept them aGll until she died but this wDas her favourite oGne
Just a lCittle box all covered with bGlossoms white as snow
CChinese red and mGade of brass that he gA7ave her long agDo
Like the rGed dirt Oklahoma hills and the sCpringtime flowering trees
That she kGept with all the love they shared insDide her memorGies D G
And she kDept it on her dresser filled with gCold and silver rGings
NCecklaces of tGurquoise bDeads and other things
It fGilled her heart with the mystery and the mCagic of the day
When he gGave it to her for her own in his qDuiet loving wGay
Ten yDears they spent together he'd come hCome and then he'd lGeave
OCne day while she wGaited Dhe disappeared at sea
NGo one knew how she called his name to the sCilent rocks and stones
Or how she'd sGit and hold that little box so she wDould not feel alGone
Just a lCittle box all covered with bGlossoms white as snow
CChinese red and mGade of brass that he gA7ave her long agDo
Like the rGed dirt Oklahoma hills and the sCpringtime flowering trees
That she kGept with all the love they shared insDide her memorGies
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No she nDever was a dancer or wCrote a fancy lGine
The tCreasures of her lGife were the Dthings she left behind
They bGuried her without them where the pCrairie grasses grow
In CGhina or a woman's heart there are pDlaces no one kGnows
Just a lCittle box all covered with bGlossoms white as snow
CChinese red and mGade of brass that he gA7ave her long agDo
Like the rGed dirt Oklahoma hills and the sCpringtime flowering trees
That she kGept with all the love they shared insDide her memorGies
They buried her without them where the pCrairie grasses grow
In CGhina or a woman's heart there are pDlaces no one kGnows