Oh, the women cross the river
Carry water
From the well at break of day
And they talk to one another
God only knows
What they might say
You might get an education
After years of dedication
You might finally get a glimpse
Of what is right
And what is wrong
But the women cross the river
Well, they knew that all along
Oh, the women cross the river
Work with tools
That are ancient and hand-made
And they plow their fields in perfect rows
And then
They rest beneath the shade
Now we have learned to build
Out of concrete
Out of steel
And our buildings stand a thousand years
But then
Even they are bound to fall
But the women cross the river
Never learned to build a wall
Oh, the women cross the river
Are as gentle
As the dew upon the ground
How I love to hear them laughing
In the rain
When it makes that perfect sound
Now a soldier with a gun
And a battle to be won
Might kill you with a bullet
And you never even know the reason why
But the women cross the river
They can kill you with their eyes
Oh, the women cross the river
They can kill you with their eyes