Rosie Jane

This song is addressed to my sisters

Any man who is present may listen

Any priest, any public official, any physician

But it gives him no license to touch us

We make the decision

Me and Lydia, Josie and Rosie and Eve

We handle this matter ourselves

You'd better believe, or you better leave



Chorus:

Rosie Jane, are you pregnant again?

Rosie Jane, you can hardly take care

Of the four you had before

What in heaven's name were you thinking of!

Rosie Jane, was it love?



I had an extra shot on top of what I'd got

In a word I was drunk, so was Bill

At least I think it was Bill

And I'd forgot to take my pill

I guess it was God's will



(Chorus)

When that baby is a child

It will suffer from neglect

Be picked upon and pecked

And run over and wrecked

And its head will be crowned with the thorn

But while it's inside her

It must remain intact

And it cannot be murdered till it's born



(Chorus)