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Mujer Cajún

Fairport Convention

Cajun Woman

Baby, that preacher gave you his pain
To ?let the window? on his finger in the undertaker's name

(Chorus)
Oh, cajun woman
Some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking
With all the trouble you've been

He grew up in the bayou with a Bible round his neck
He never loved a woman in the way you would expect

(Chorus)

Don't tell him by his father, don't tell him by his name
The dogs won't get to heaven, they'll crucify his brain

(Chorus)

Well, it's welcome to the graveyard and welcome to the throne
Welcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moan
Welcome to the liquor stand and welcome to the park
Your mama never told you how lucky you are

(Chorus

Mujer Cajún

Nena, ese predicador te dio su dolor
Para dejar la ventana en su dedo en nombre del enterrador

(Coro)
Oh, mujer cajún
Algunas personas aún te llaman reina
No creo que estés hundiéndote
Con todo el problema que has tenido

Creció en el bayou con una Biblia al cuello
Nunca amó a una mujer de la manera que esperarías

(Coro)

No lo llames por su padre, no lo llames por su nombre
Los perros no llegarán al cielo, crucificarán su cerebro

(Coro)

Bueno, bienvenida al cementerio y bienvenida al trono
Bienvenida al orfanato donde tu familia se sienta y gime
Bienvenida al puesto de licores y bienvenida al parque
Tu mamá nunca te dijo lo afortunada que eres

(Coro)

Escrita por: Richard Thompson