Sobbin' Women - Howard Keel/Jane Powell
Tell ya about them sobbin' women
Who lived in the Roman days
It seems that they all went swimmin'
While their men was off to graze
Well a Roman troop was ridin' by
And saw them in their me oh my
So they took them all back home to dry
Least that's what Plutarch says
Them a woman was sobbin'
Fit to be tied
Every muscle was throbbin' throbbin'
From that riotous ride
See they cried and kissed
And kissed and cried
All over that Roman countryside
So don't forget that
When you're takin' a bride
Sobbin' fit to be tied
They never did return their plunder
The victor gets all the loot
They carried them home by thunder
To rotundas small but cute
And you've never seens so
They tell me such downright domesticity
With a Roman baby on each knee
Named Claudius and Brute
Them a women was sobbin'
Sobbin' sobbin' passin' them nights
While the Romans was goin' out
Hobbin' nobbin' startin' up fights
They kept occupied by sewin' lots
Of little old togas
For them tots and sayin'
Someday women folk'll have rights
Passin' all of them nights
While the Romans had fights
Now when their men folk went to fetch them
The women would not be fetched
It seems when the Romans ketch them
Their lady friends stay ketched
Right now let this be because it's true
A lesson to the likes of you
Roughly treat like them
There Romans do
Or else they'll think you're tetched
Them a women was sobbin' sobbin'
Sobbin' buckets of tears
On account of old dobbin'
Dobbin' really rattled their ears
And that is all
Oh they acted angry annoyed
But secretly they was overjoyed
You may recall that
When corralin' your streets
Oh oh oh oh them poe little dears
Sobbin' sobbin' weepin' a ton
Then sobbin' women
Just remember what robin' robin' robin'
Hood woulda done
We'll be just like them three merry men
And make them all merry once again
And though they'll be a sobbin' for a while
We're gonna make them sobbin' women smile
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