Charles Wesley Godwin - Strawberry queen

^DI never would’ve guessed it in a hundred years or mo^Are I’d me^Get a lowland angel of the likes I’d n^Aever seen be^Dfore S^Dhe grew up where the sun does run all across the s^Aky Sw^Geetened her up ni^Dce like some str^Gawberry wi^Dne I cro^Gwned her in my mi^Dnd, oh my St^Arawberry Q^Dueen

I^D ain’t cut out for royalty, never saw myself a ki^Ang No b^Glue blood in these veins, just a mountain b^Aoy with dr^Deams But I g^Dot caught up in her love like a storm down in the Gu^Alf The hi^Ggh winds wreck my do^Dcks, the wat^Ger rusts my lu^Dngs My wa^Gve breaks on the ro^Dcks for my Str^Aawberry Q^Dueen

I^Bm ain’t the first to pledge my ser^Avice to the c^Drown I^Bm know her subjects in the p^Aast have let her do^Dwn T^Bmreasonous fools never co^Ame around this t^Down Or I'd th^Bmrow my fist and give 'em h^Aell and stand my gro^Dund F^Bmor my Str^Aawberry Qu^Deen F^Bmor my Str^Aawberry Que^Den

^DI met her at a dancehall early one spr^Aing Felt like A^Gdam next to Eve staring at a fr^Auit of G^Dod So I wra^Dpped a bow around my heart and placed it in a box of cherry wo^Aod I aske^Gd her if she co^Duld take that b^Gox and do it g^Dood She smi^Gled and said she wo^Duld, oh my Str^Aawberry Que^Den

I^Bm ain’t the first to pledge my ser^Avice to the c^Drown I^Bm know her subjects in the p^Aast have let her do^Dwn T^Bmreasonous fools never co^Ame around this t^Down Or I'd th^Bmrow my fist and give 'em h^Aell and stand my gro^Dund F^Bmor my Str^Aawberry Qu^Deen F^Bmor my Str^Aawberry Que^Den