Maria Quiet

They say that I was born Of slave mogama and white man My father slept in iron bed My mother on cold sand When my father called My mother would come Never said a word As if she were dumb A woman who will talk too much Is soon to lose her man They say God made man first And made a woman second choice And so that's why woman should Obey her master's voice When the man is hungry She bakes the bread If man is cold She warms up the bed Standing up or laying down The woman has to work They say poor man wakes early And he works until it's night The rich man wakes up late And tells the poor man what is right So the poor prays to shango up above That the rich will lose the money they love But rich or poor the woman has To work for both of them But rich or poor the woman has To work for both of them