Well I didn't know what I should do
To help myself get over you
And mend this heart of mine.
So I took my axe and walked around
Until I knew that I had found
The perfect piece of pine.

Well I took my axe and walked around.
I sized it up, girl, and I cut it down.
Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.
Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.

Well I cut and sanded with the grain;
I added coats of stain,
And my new heart's looking good.
But one more problem still remains:
I just can't seem to make this thing work
The way it should.
Well I cut and sanded with the grain;
This heart of mine just ain't the same.

Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.
Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.

When you are mine,
This heart will shine.
I'll set my watch
To its perfect time.
When you are mine,
This heart will shine.
I'll set my watch
To its perfect time.
When you are mine,
This heart will shine.
I'll set my watch
To its perfect
Time
Time-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi

C'mon girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.
Oh girl, you will polish
My wooden heart.