I laid the table and I made the tea
For my brothers, my father, and me
My man was waiting out by the gate
To spend all his money on me
As I took my coat to leave the house
My father said to me
"Oh, Ca**andra Fox, you can't go out tonight
Oh, shame on you, you're a lady, and not a tinker
Look, Lord, the way you're dressed
And the makeup on your face
You're a disgrace to yourself and your family!"
I held my tongue and I took the kiss
Up to bed, as I always do
I cleaned up, and my father watched
In the house full of d** and anger
It's the Devil that leads you, guides and deceives you
You're just the same as your mother
And she was bad enough–peasant and a s*ut
And I'm seeing all the same things in you"
I took the key from her coat on the wall
And then I said
To him
"Oh, Daddy dear, drink up your beer
'Cause you haven't got a hope of keeping me here
I'll kiss you along, I'm not a little girl
And as for my mother
Oh, and as for my mother
Well, God rest her"