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CAROLINE I got four kids. Four kids. Four kids. I got divorce! I had to Four kids! Had to get divorce! been twenty-tow years of cleaning. For all them years I worked and prayed. Every day I doing laundry, 39 and still a maid. In Nineteen-Sixty-Three! I thought for sure by now I be better off than this! 39 year old! Should be somewhere being kiss by Nat King Cole. It nineteen-sixty-three and I I wish every afternoon I die: cook and clean and mind that boy, doing housework doing laundry sixteen feet below the sea. Thought for sure by now I be… Someplace cooler, someplace high, someplace where there’s something dry don’t come from no lectric dryer, doing something finer, something not as meek, as getting hit and turning cheek; hit! and turn the other cheek. Hit! and turn the other cheek, doing laundry underground for thirty dollars every week. Thirty dollars every week. And I am mean and I am tough but… WASHING MACHINE, DRYER AND CAROLINE Thirty dollars ain’t enough. Thirty dollars ain’t enough. CAROLINE Nothing happen underground in Louisiana. Cause there ain’t no underground in Louisiana. There is only underwater. [Thanks to Michael for lyrics] Back to main page: Caroline, or Change Lyrics
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