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[Verse 1]
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Well I met the queen of Iowa
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She was dying on a couch in the suburbs
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And with all of the things she was dying of
        D
She was more alive than the others


[Prechorus]
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She was pretty as a flower in a crystal vase
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It lights up the room as it withers away
    G
She opened her eyes
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When she heard the music play


[Chorus]
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We sang a hymn to the rhythm of the river that flows
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Down from the mountain of the Holy Ghost
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Into the souls
                           D
Of those who know His name
                   G   D
Like the Queen of Iowa
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She was the Queen of Iowa


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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Her majesty was all ablaze
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She was burning hot but not consumed
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Our shoes removed in that holy place
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In the hallowed ground of the living room


[Prechorus]
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Well I bowed down low and I kissed her hand
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And we raised a toast to the Promised Land
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I saw the tears of joy
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Run down her face


[Chorus]
          G
We sang a hymn to the rhythm of the river that flows
D
Down from the mountain of the Holy Ghost
G
Into the souls
                           D
Of those who know His name
                   G   D
Like the Queen of Iowa
                     G
She was the Queen of Iowa


[Bridge]
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I could see my illusions scatter
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Every time she drew a breath
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I could see the heart of the matter:
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The heart is a matter of life and death
                            D
Well I'll never be the same


[Instrumental]
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G A
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[Verse 3]
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Well we sang about oceans of love again
       D
As she stared past the ceiling and the sky above
    D
Two court musicians, it was me and Ben
        D
We were singing for the Queen of Iowa


[Chorus]
          G
We sang a hymn to the rhythm of the river that flows
D
Down from the mountain of the Holy Ghost
G
Into the souls
                           D
Of those who know His name
          G
There was peace like a river in a valley of bones
    D
It fills the valley up and it carries them home
   G
To come alive again
                D
In the river of Grace
                  G    D
Like the Queen of Iowa
                      G   D
She was the Queen of Iowa
                       G   D
Long live the Queen of Iowa
                      G   D
She was the Queen of Iowa