Lyrics: Radici Nel Cemento. Il Paese Di Pulcinella. My Woman.

Woman a heavy load,
Woman a heavy load,
Woman a heavy load,
When saturday mornin' come!

Becaa?

From monday to monday seven days a week
Me work like a slave you can' t seh me weak
Di burden is heavy but me nah complain
As long as it' s labour me can stand di pain?
But me ain' t strong enough, to bear it
No me ain' t fit enough, to take it
No me don' t know how to, hande it
She' s too much a heavy load!

Woman, she put di smile inna me soul
Woman, she gimme life to love
Woman, she a me only gal but?
Mmmmh my woman?

She' s sweet an' charmin', every sunday mornin'
She give me love, every tuesday evenin'
On wednsday she warm me up me favourite food
On thursday she lets me out to play di dude
But when friday come, she tell me to
Go straight inna di bed, an' rest well
?Cause on saturday mornin' as she ring di bell
We gotta race to di market an' shops!

Woman, she put di smile inna me soul
Woman, she gimme life to love
Woman, she a me only gal but?
Mmmmh my woman?

She pulls away, di pillow from me head
She shout and yell, till me get outta di bed
She empty me pockets, from me weekly wages
Den we run like rockets fi go shoppin' for ages
And when all mi money gone, in nonsense
We finally get back home, I'm breathless
I sink in me sofa but she want me to go
To di dinna arranged by di motha in law!

Woman, she put di smile inna me soul
Woman, she gimme life to love
Woman, she a me only gal but?
Mmmmh my woman?