Baby, that preacher gave you his pain
To? let the window? on his finger in the undertaker's name

Oh, cajun woman
Some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking
With all the trouble you've been

He grew up in the bayou with a Bible round his neck
He never loved a woman in the way you would expect

Oh, cajun woman
Some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking
With all the trouble you've been

Don't tell him by his father, don't tell him by his name
The dogs won't get to heaven, they'll crucify his brain

Oh, cajun woman
Some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking
With all the trouble you've been

Well, it's welcome to the graveyard
and welcome to the throne
Welcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moan
Welcome to the liquor stand and welcome to the park
Your mama never told you how lucky you are

Oh, cajun woman
Some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking
With all the trouble you've been