Baby that preacher gave you spring
In the window with his finger in the undertakers wing
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Oh, cajun woman
Some people still call you a queen
I dont believe youre sinking
Look at all the trouble youve been
He grew up in the bayou with a Bible around his neck
He never loved a woman in the way you would expect
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Dont tell him about his father, dont tell him about his name
The gods wont get to heaven till theyll crucify his brain
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Well, its welcome to the graveyard and welcome to the throne
Welcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moan
Welcome to the liquor stand and welcome to the poor
Your mama never told you how lucky you are
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