| Song | Woodpecker |
| Artist | The Handsome Family |
| Album | Wilderness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (Verse) | |
| Lovely Mary, sweetie | |
| That famous window smasher | |
| Was just a quiet gloom of yodel-eh-hi-hi | |
| From across Wisconsin | |
| (Verse) | |
| She took a pitch of cocaine | |
| But only for her nerves | |
| Was known for trembling hands | |
| A little bottle in her purse | |
| (Chorus) | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn’t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees | |
| (Verse) | |
| At dusk she took the train | |
| Just a hammer in her bag | |
| She went from town to town, yodel-eh-hi-hi | |
| Smashing every plain of glass | |
| (Verse) | |
| Store fronts mirrors, windshields | |
| Shattered in the night | |
| Her hammer through a window’s gleam | |
| Filled the air with light | |
| (Chorus x2) | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn’t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees | |
| (Verse) | |
| In a state asylum | |
| The windows caged in bars | |
| The soaked her in a nice cold bath | |
| Til she was seeing stars | |
| (Verse) | |
| Wrapped up in her straitjacket | |
| Her mind still hammered on | |
| Until the glasses that are smashed, yodel-eh-hi-hi | |
| And she flew off into the trees | |
| (Chorus) | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn’t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees |
| Verse | |
| Lovely Mary, sweetie | |
| That famous window smasher | |
| Was just a quiet gloom of yodelehhihi | |
| From across Wisconsin | |
| Verse | |
| She took a pitch of cocaine | |
| But only for her nerves | |
| Was known for trembling hands | |
| A little bottle in her purse | |
| Chorus | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn' t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees | |
| Verse | |
| At dusk she took the train | |
| Just a hammer in her bag | |
| She went from town to town, yodelehhihi | |
| Smashing every plain of glass | |
| Verse | |
| Store fronts mirrors, windshields | |
| Shattered in the night | |
| Her hammer through a window' s gleam | |
| Filled the air with light | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn' t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees | |
| Verse | |
| In a state asylum | |
| The windows caged in bars | |
| The soaked her in a nice cold bath | |
| Til she was seeing stars | |
| Verse | |
| Wrapped up in her straitjacket | |
| Her mind still hammered on | |
| Until the glasses that are smashed, yodelehhihi | |
| And she flew off into the trees | |
| Chorus | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn' t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees |
| Verse | |
| Lovely Mary, sweetie | |
| That famous window smasher | |
| Was just a quiet gloom of yodelehhihi | |
| From across Wisconsin | |
| Verse | |
| She took a pitch of cocaine | |
| But only for her nerves | |
| Was known for trembling hands | |
| A little bottle in her purse | |
| Chorus | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn' t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees | |
| Verse | |
| At dusk she took the train | |
| Just a hammer in her bag | |
| She went from town to town, yodelehhihi | |
| Smashing every plain of glass | |
| Verse | |
| Store fronts mirrors, windshields | |
| Shattered in the night | |
| Her hammer through a window' s gleam | |
| Filled the air with light | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn' t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees | |
| Verse | |
| In a state asylum | |
| The windows caged in bars | |
| The soaked her in a nice cold bath | |
| Til she was seeing stars | |
| Verse | |
| Wrapped up in her straitjacket | |
| Her mind still hammered on | |
| Until the glasses that are smashed, yodelehhihi | |
| And she flew off into the trees | |
| Chorus | |
| She was a woodpecker | |
| She couldn' t help but free | |
| All the things that had inside | |
| All the pretty trees |