Margaret Glaspy
Cynthia
Cynthia, protected and defended
By all the strongest men on the block
And Robert crying down the highway
Brother, if you're coming my way, you better stop
She's gone and you know what's wrong

She said I can't complain
About the pebbles on my shoulder
When there used to be a boulder on my back

Oh, Cynthia, protected and defended
By all the strongest men in the pack

She said I can't complain
About the pebbles on my shoulder
When there used to be a boulder on my back

Oh, Cynthia, protected and defended
By all the strongest men in the pack