"Lyrics To My Song"

I'm losing respect for my ole' man
For he done forgot what it's like
On the other side of the fence,
 And I wish that he would try and understand
And give those people another chance.

Chorus:  Who gave us these roles anyway?
              A woman is gentle
              A man is tough.
             Well, I'll be what I am
             Which is both of them
              And I'll be the best that I can.

Well, a man fights the elements
Because his body is strong
And protects his womans' because
Through her a child can be born.
But that doesn't mean their hearts don't
    work the same,
Or their minds aren't equal,
Or that they can help what they were made.

Chorus: Who gave us these roles anyway?

             A woman is gentle
             A man is tough.
            Well, I'll be what I am
            Which is both of them
            And I'll be the best that I can.

            Oh Brothers, oh sisters,
            Oh listen to me,
            Oh brothers, oh sisters,
            Come let us be free....

The devil is a woman and the woman is me
The devil got into her, and she ate of
   the fruit of the tree.
Heaven help us, we've gone and done a
   wrong thing,
Heaven help us see a dream put together again.

Chorus: Who gave us these roles anyway?

             A woman is gentle
             A man is tough.
            Well, I'll be what I am
            Which is both of them
            And I'll be the best that I can.

            Oh Brothers, of sisters,
            Oh listen to me,
            Oh brothers, oh sisters,
            Come let us be free.

            Freedom, freedom
            Freedom, freedom
            Freedom, freedom
            Freedom, freedom

We alone must answer for the things we have done
So give live unselfishly to others
And try not to judge.
Is the hope, is the scope on how
This war can be won,
Is the hope is the scope on how
Our lives can be one.

                                ZCMI
                                7/70