I go walking and at once once they're stalking me

The ladies singing their song

My kid show, it starts

The record going of

The ladies singing their song

Strangers acting like they've always known me

They poke me, they stroke me

They treat me like they own me

And they're all set to bend my ear

The afternoon long

The ladies singing their song

The way you look, I'd say that it's your first

My dear, I'll bet you feel so proud that you could burst

My dear

Now as for me, I couldn't wait to feel again

What I felt then

So I had ten!

My first kid simply popped out like a cork

My dear

The next they couldn't pry out with a fork

My dear

My third was twins

My fourth I don't remember

Oh no, fifth came first

The twins came in September

I try riding but there's just no hiding from

The ladies singing their song

My ballooning only brings more crooning

From the ladies singing their song

My kin were rugged pioneers

By hardship they were steeled

When Grandma had my momma, she just squatted in a field

When I learned I was pregnant

Didn't want no modern fuss

So I didn't count

And dropped my kid in the backseat of a bus

The natural way

Can't afford to miss the natural way

You bite the cord like this!

Each one desperate for someone to collar

They scold me, revolt me

So helpful I could holler

Forty-one hours in labor

How I bargained and I swore

Don't laugh

Don't laugh!

It's true

You think that's bad?

They tell me that I screamed for forty-four

There is no moment in my past rougher

But when you're through, you'll be that much tougher

You have a road to fulfill

It's God's will that a woman should suffer

Pain!

The thing I could not stand is pain

I told the doctor, Put me out!

Each one, and there's another coming along

The ladies

And here's the message that's so strong

The ladies

Seems I do everything all wrong

The ladies

How can I ever share these feelings?

Where are the words I could employ?

No one but me will know my fear

For the terrible, unbearable

Unshareable joy

I'm back walking

And again, I'm talking to the ladies singing their song

Their eyes glisten, so of course

I listen to the ladies singing their song

Each one worse than the ones that came before 'em

They clutch me, they touch me

I wish I could ignore 'em

But we both know soon they'll number me in the throng

Of ladies

It's just to get back at Eve

The ladies

I wanna conceive, conceive, conceive

The ladies singing their song

(You can't adore us but you can't ignore us)

(When you join our chorus you'll be singing along)