Ain't I A Woman?
She liked to ride wild ponies
Naked as the day she was born
As if she were Mother Eve
Forgetting the rib she was torn
She hid herself in the hills
Away from the eyes of men
Her skin was the color of the earth
And the shadows bled into her hair
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She was raised to be a good woman
And do as all good women do
And as Don Luis' servant girl
She pleased as all good women do
She cooked for him
She cleaned for him
She smiled for him
She laid for him
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She sighed that first night
After many cycles of the moon
The seed met seed inside
Her bleeding stopped
And her belly she could not hide
Senora Luis
Was not an understanding woman
And Don Luis
Was not an understanding man
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She smiled as it grew inside
To hide his lust
And to free himself form scorn
Don Luis fired his whore
And sent away his growing first born
Before she left, she pled for his help
But he said, "Woman tears cannot save
A man must protect himself
And it has always been this way."
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
"What of men's honor?" she cried
Pregnant, alone on the mesa
In another town of old Mexico
She begged with the other homeless
And sold herself for a few pesos
After starving, slowly dying
Off of man's kindness for 9 moons
She spilled blood and water with caballos
And Little Lola came out of her wound
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
Little Lola, your life is a lie
Together they worked the Earth
They scratched and pled for their food
And, by Mother's grace, they lived on
As all good women do
Now Little Lola had begun
To become a woman, too
Nature's cycle repeated
And her mother didn't know what to do
So they hid away from man's words
They hid away from man's lust
They hid away from man's kindness
They hid away from man's touch
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She liked to ride on wild ponies
Naked as the day she was born
As if she were Mother Eve
Forgetting the rib she was torn
She hid herself in the hills
Away from words of mujer
Her skin was the color of the earth
And the shadows bled into her hair
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
Now tell me, what does all this mean
Naked as the day she was born
As if she were Mother Eve
Forgetting the rib she was torn
She hid herself in the hills
Away from the eyes of men
Her skin was the color of the earth
And the shadows bled into her hair
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She was raised to be a good woman
And do as all good women do
And as Don Luis' servant girl
She pleased as all good women do
She cooked for him
She cleaned for him
She smiled for him
She laid for him
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She sighed that first night
After many cycles of the moon
The seed met seed inside
Her bleeding stopped
And her belly she could not hide
Senora Luis
Was not an understanding woman
And Don Luis
Was not an understanding man
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She smiled as it grew inside
To hide his lust
And to free himself form scorn
Don Luis fired his whore
And sent away his growing first born
Before she left, she pled for his help
But he said, "Woman tears cannot save
A man must protect himself
And it has always been this way."
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
"What of men's honor?" she cried
Pregnant, alone on the mesa
In another town of old Mexico
She begged with the other homeless
And sold herself for a few pesos
After starving, slowly dying
Off of man's kindness for 9 moons
She spilled blood and water with caballos
And Little Lola came out of her wound
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
Little Lola, your life is a lie
Together they worked the Earth
They scratched and pled for their food
And, by Mother's grace, they lived on
As all good women do
Now Little Lola had begun
To become a woman, too
Nature's cycle repeated
And her mother didn't know what to do
So they hid away from man's words
They hid away from man's lust
They hid away from man's kindness
They hid away from man's touch
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
She liked to ride on wild ponies
Naked as the day she was born
As if she were Mother Eve
Forgetting the rib she was torn
She hid herself in the hills
Away from words of mujer
Her skin was the color of the earth
And the shadows bled into her hair
But ain't I
A woman
But ain't I
A woman
Now tell me, what does all this mean
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Barrionuevo
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