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Previously unreleased Recorded 9/1/66 Brian Wilson/Van Dyke Parks She belongs there left with her liberty Never known as a non-believer She laughs and stays in the won-won-won- wonderful She knew how together the forest went God reached softly and moved her body One golden locket Quite young and loving her mother and father Farther down the path was a mystery Through the recess the chalk and numbers A boy bumped into her won-won-won- wonderful All fall down and lost in the mystery Lost it all to a non-believer And all that's left is a girl Who's loved by her mother and father She'll return in love with her liberty Just away from the non-believer She'll sigh and thank God for won-won-won- wonderful From Letras Mania