Cajun Woman

Baby that preacher gave you springIn the window with his finger in the undertaker's wingChorusOh, Cajun WomanSome people still call you a queenI don't believe you're sinkingLook at all the trouble you've beenHe grew up in the Bayou with a Bible around his neckHe never loved a woman in the way you would expect(Chorus)Don't tell him about his father, don't tell him about his nameThe Gods won't get to heaven till they'll crucify his brain(Chorus)Well, it's welcome to the graveyard and welcome to the throneWelcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moanWelcome to the liquor stand and welcome to the poorYour mama never told you how lucky you are(Chorus)