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Ballad of a Southern Midwife
Sarah Jane Scouten
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Grandfather loved Jesus, grandma so did she
I was a wicked baby, my father told me
Set fire to the church house at the age of three
Was born a woman and not supposed to be
Father was a preacher, cursing the ground at my feet
He said you little woman, you never listen to me
Always telling me you're not scared of the things you don't see
When you're in trouble don't come crying to me
When the moon is on the night prowl and the family's asleep
I wade into the river, I wade up to my knees
Where I fell for a rich man, but he didn't love me
I met him with dishonour when I put on his ring
Southern love in season, southern blood run high
Make love to your woman like you're gonna die
Never minding what happens to her and I
When baby's born, baby's mother gonna cry
I've been practicing witchcraft, little bird told me
That's what they call an angel of midwifery
Now I live in the old sawmill and I don't have keys
Making my way to heaven the way the Lord showed me
Was born a woman and not supposed to be