Baby, that preacher gave you his pain. To ?let the window? on his finger in the undertaker's name. (Chorus). Oh, cajun woman. Some people still call you a queen. I don't believe you're sinking
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
Well, she's leaving today, I do know so far away. I'm feeling so blue and it shows. In every single way Once that girl, she was mine for such a short time. We used to spend every night, now all I d
