



| Oh woman, sweet woman made delicate and sweet, the weaker sex, made to be beautiful and gentle. Oh woman, sweet woman. I hunger, cook for me I am cold, light me a fire. My world crumbles, catch it; catch it and hold it together Oh woman, sweet woman soft to the touch lovely to behold second only to the man, the strong Man. Oh woman, sweet woman. go and bare us children, the future of the races, lies within your womb. |