Queen Of The Furrows - The Tragically Hip

Win Toronto

yelled the Queen of the Furrows

This is how we farm

hens cluck and roosters crow

You are my heart

staring down from the pillar

To be apart

is that why you have to go

To conversations city

everybody’s talking

You must have something to say

To conversations sitting

everybody’s talking

Working at it night and day

Watch your self

I say to my toasted west

This is how I feel

And it is when I learn the most

you are my heart

You are my Queen of the Furrows

this is how i feel

hens cluck and roosters crow

In the night feels

everything’s dark yellow

I make my way by feel

by my neighbors glow

You are my heart

oh my Queen of the Furrows

This is how i farm

eyes up and ears down low

You are my heart

You’re my Queen of the Furrows

this how i feel

Hens cluck and roosters crow

But in conversation city

Everybody’s talking

you must have something to say

Conversation city

making conversation

Working at it night and day

You are my heart

oh my Queen of the Furrows

This is how i farm

eyes up and ears down low

You are my heart

You’re my Queen of the Furrows

this how i feel

Hens cluck and roosters crow

You are my heart

this is how i feel