V: The women from the PTA whisper

They sideways glace when I walk by

They say look how far she's fallen, 

and anit it just appallin'

While they gossip grocery line

V: But a woman's gotta do 

What a woman's gotta do

Cause there's always rent to pay

But when your kids need new shoes,

There's nothin' left to do

But to put my pride away. 



Ch  But :I, I fly over this town

When the sky bleeds 

And the bars all close down      

But I still hope and I pray

For something, someday



V: I tried cleanin' houses

And worked at the dollar mart

But to see my baby boys go hungry

It very nearly broke my heart

V: I'm not cheap and I'm not easy

I'm just paradin' my groceries

And I can handle calls and stares

For just a few more years

?Til no one wants to look at me



Ch  



V: I like to stop in after workin

For little kindness and a cup of joe

And the waitress is always nice to me

Even though I think she knows.

V: She always asks me how I doin

If my kids caught that awful flu

Once she put her hand on my hand

And said 

?Honey, you just do whatcha gotta do.?



Ch