Joan Osborne. Woman's Work

This is a story of babies of all ages

I'd write it down but it's gonna take a million pages

We do it all and then we do some more

This place would crumble if we walked away

I know that some of us are surely fools

To get the job done you need the tools

Well a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done

I said a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done

She was so modern

Thought nothing could enslave her

Then they convinced her

That only love could save her

They'll keep on using til they use you up

You know they play you like a violin

It seems you fell into a tender trap

Into a place that wasn't on your map

Well a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done

I said a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done

Oh you respect me

You say that I'm amazing

Your admiration

Is just a trick of phrasing

See if you love me like you say you do

You'd come and put your shoulder to the wheel

Instead of telling me that I'm so strong

And then I wouldn't have to sing this song

Well a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done

I said a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done

You know a man may think that he's the only one

But a woman's work is never done

I said a man may work from sun to sun

But a woman's work is never done