Kate Wolf - In china or a womans heart

^GJust a ^Clittle box all covered with ^Gblossoms white as snow ^CChinese red and ^Gmade of brass that he ^A7gave her long a^Dgo Like the ^Gred dirt Oklahoma hills and the ^Cspringtime flowering trees That she ^Gkept with all the love they shared in^Dside her memo^Gries

She ^Dgot it from her captain when he ^Csailed around the ^Ghorn ^CBringing gifts from ^GChina to their ^DOklahoma home There were ^Gfancy silks and carved wood chests from the ^Cplaces he had gone She kept them ^Gall until she died, but this ^Dwas her favourite ^Gone

Just a ^Clittle box all covered with ^Gblossoms white as snow ^CChinese red and ^Gmade of brass that he ^A7gave her long a^Dgo Like the ^Gred dirt Oklahoma hills and the ^Cspringtime flowering trees That she ^Gkept with all the love they shared in^Dside her memo^Gries ^{D G}

And she ^Dkept it on her dresser filled with ^Cgold and silver ^Grings ^CNecklaces of ^Gturquoise ^Dbeads and other things It ^Gfilled her heart with the mystery and the ^Cmagic of the day When he ^Ggave it to her for her own, in his ^Dquiet loving ^Gway

Ten ^Dyears they spent together, he'd come ^Chome and then he'd ^Gleave ^COne day while she ^Gwaited,^D he disappeared at sea ^GNo one knew how she called his name to the ^Csilent rocks and stones Or how she'd ^Gsit and hold that little box, so she ^Dwould not feel a^Glone

Just a ^Clittle box all covered with ^Gblossoms white as snow ^CChinese red and ^Gmade of brass that he ^A7gave her long a^Dgo Like the ^Gred dirt Oklahoma hills and the ^Cspringtime flowering trees That she ^Gkept with all the love they shared in^Dside her memo^Gries

No, she ^Dnever was a dancer or ^Cwrote a fancy ^Gline The ^Ctreasures of her ^Glife, were the^D things she left behind They ^Gburied her without them, where the ^Cprairie grasses grow In ^GChina or a woman's heart, there are ^Dplaces no one ^Gknows

Just a ^Clittle box all covered with ^Gblossoms white as snow ^CChinese red and ^Gmade of brass that he ^A7gave her long a^Dgo Like the ^Gred dirt Oklahoma hills and the ^Cspringtime flowering trees That she ^Gkept with all the love they shared in^Dside her memo^Gries

They buried her without them where the ^Cprairie grasses grow In ^GChina or a woman's heart, there are ^Dplaces no one ^Gknows