It's almost on us, harvest time
Here come the men who want to make a sacrifice
To cut down at the stem
Before she understands just what is happening

But a woman of wood can defeat their machines
So hide behind the taller trees
Who don’t take kindly
To their trespassing feet it won’t be long till they turn round and -

Open wide, no not your legs girl
But the edges of your mind
Don’t think they’ll never find
You out but if you’re quick enough
You might just have the chance to outrun their silver tongues

But a woman of wood can defeat their machines
So hide behind the taller trees
Who don’t take kindly
To their trespassing feet
It won’t be long till they turn round and leave, leave her alone.

For a woman of wood can defeat their machines
So hide behind the taller trees
Who don’t take kindly
To their trespassing feet
It won’t be long till they turn round and leave, leave her alone.