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
