Moses Jane she's a martyred gal And she wore her heart like the shield of Al That banker Crow he stole her child away And she hung herself on a cold December day She worked long hours to make her room and board When the times got hard they throwed her out the door Her little baby Jeannie on the street at 2 In the northern night in the cold and cruel And the welfare case he shook his head and cried If she had no home she couldn't get no ride Better hand her child to the authorities She's a useless gal with no priorities Moses Jane she's a martyred gal And she wore her heart like the shield of Al That banker Crow he stole her child away
And she hung herself on a cold December day She used to smile at me in the rose cafe She used to shinin eyes she used to laugh and play She used to dream about love she used to laugh and sing The banker cut her down she was a useless thing That banker Crow he rides in a limousine And the nation pays him on bended knee He's a tower of gold he's a sacred vice No matter what the cost no matter what the price Moses Jane she's a martyred gal And she wore her heart like the shield of Al That banker Crow he stole her child away And she hung herself on a cold December day