作曲 : Richard Thompson
作词 : Thompson
The baby that the preacher gave you in the Spring 
Spent the winter with his finger in the undertaker's ring 
Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen 
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been 
He grew up in the bayou with a bible ‘round his neck 
He never loved a woman in the way you would expect 
Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen 
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been 
Don't tell him 'bout his Father, don't tell him 'bout his name 
The Gods won't get to Heaven if you crucify his brain 
Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen 
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been 
Well it's welcome to the graveyard and welcome to the throne 
Welcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moan 
Welcome to the liquor store and welcome to the poor 
Your momma never told you how lucky you are 
Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been