Fendrick & Peck

Women Across The River

By David Olney

Oh, the women 'cross the river

Carry water from the well at break of day

They talk to one another

God only knows what they might say

You might get an education

After years of dedication

You might finally get a glimpse

Of what is right and what is wrong

But the women 'cross the river

They knew that all along

Oh, the women 'cross the river

Work with tools that are ancient and handmade

They plow their fields in perfect rows and then

They rest beneath the shade

Now we have learned to build

Out of concrete, out of steel

And our buildings last a thousand years

But then even they are bound to fall

But the women 'cross the river

Never learned to build a wall

Oh, the women 'cross the river

Are as gentle as the dew upon the ground

How I love to hear them laughing in the rain

When it makes that perfect sound

Now a soldier with a gun and a battle to be won

Might kill you with a bullet

And you'd never even know the reason why

But the women 'cross the river

They can kill you with their eyes

The women 'cross the river

They can kill you with their eyes