Fairport Convention — Cajun Woman lyrics

Lyrics

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