Shakespeare's Sister Lyrics

     Young bones groan
     And the rocks below, say:
     "throw your skinny body down, son "
     But I am going to meet the one I love
     So, please don't stand in my way
     Because I'm going to meet the one I love
     No, Mamma, let me go!
     Young bones groan
     And the rocks below, say:
     "Throw you white bidy down"
     But I am going to meet the one I love
     At last! At last ! At last !
     I am going to meet the one I love
     La-de-da, la-de-da
     No, Mamma, let me go !
     I thought that if you had
     An acoustic guitar
     Then it meant that you were
     A Protest Singerr
     Oh I can smile about it now
     But at the time it was terrible
     No, Mamma. let me go