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datapad
Saturday, May 15, 2004
Soon we'll draw the water From the river or the well And we'll spend our ev'nings scrubbing dirty pots Then we'll gossip over tea Bouncing babies on each knee Before we tell them stories, while we put them in their cots Soon we'll draw the water From the river or the well And we'll spend our ev'nings cooking pots of rice When we've finished at the sink And the girls have left to drink We'll wait for them till midnight, making sure we're looking nice Chorus: You can't expect a man to wear the silk You can't expect a cock to be a hen You won't find many bulls producing milk 'Cos men are men 'cos men are very good at being men Soon we'll draw the water From the river or the well And we'll spend our evenings wahing dirty shirts When we've hung them out to dry We'll pretend we're really shy And we'll giggle while we chat, about the latest style of skirts (Chorus) Soon we'll draw the water From the river or the well And we'll scrub the steps and wash the dirty bowls And at night if we're desired We'll announce we're much too tired That tonight we don't want anywhere, to stick our bamboo poles (Chorus) You can't expect a man to wear the silk You can't expect a cock to be a hen You won't find many bulls producing milk And the pattern can't be changed Or the order rearranged 'Cos men are men 'cos men are very good at being men! 'Cos men are men 'cos men are very good at being men! There! alldone. *brushes hands* |
