You say you're a man
You understand
But you don't
You should lend her, a helping hand
But you won't
'Cause I'm a man
I don't understand, but I try
She always does
What I command
While she cries
Why should we
Do what we do, and sleep at night?
The crazy things
We put her through, it isn't right
It isn't right?
So, my brothers
Don't hurt her anymore
She's got her hurt lord
You got yours
And she's sick and tired of walking into doors
Her gentle spirit
Her sacred ways
And her smile
May not be here
She may disappear in a little while
Sister Mum
Sister girl
And giving birth
Mother Nature
Mother pearl and mother earth
Sweet Mother Earth
So, my brothers
Don't hurt her anymore
She's got her hurt lord
And, you got yours
And she's sick and tired of walking into doors
So, my brothers don't hurt her anymore
She's got her hurt, Lord, you got yours
And she's sick and tired of walking into doors
Yes, she's sick and tired of walking into doors
