WINNIE AND SAM
Here's a song about Winnie, she married handsome Sam
He called her "My own little wife" and she called him "my man"
Oh what a lovely wedding, a hundred guests or more
Before the honeymoon was over, He'd knocked her to the floor
Oh what a lovely marriage, he never left her alone
She always wore a high necked blouse; she must have been accident
Whenever the neighbors heard the noise cops come rolling along
Saw his fist, saw her black eye, "Hello, is anything wrong?"
Casualty always patched her up, sent her straight back home
Says, "Our job's to heal the sick and not to ask how come"
The GP he was a family man, didn't want to intercede
A bottle of pills, a bit of advice, "A baby is what you need"
On Saturday he beat his own little wife, Sunday he bashed the
One Monday morning Winnie woke up, this union is on the skids
A social worker came onto the case, she found Winnie in tears
Says, "You're not as bad as some I've seen and it proves that he
loves you, dear"
The housing department turned her away after filling in all those
"We've just got no place to put you, dear, afraid you'll have to
Well after eleven heavenly years, to make a long story short
One day Sam went a little too far and Winnie took Sam to court
Oh what a lovely trial, Sam had the shock of his life
He stood in the dock and he stared at the judge, "You mean I
can't beat my wife?"
Do you think my song is funny? Well it was not meant to be
'Cause the world means it when a man says "Honey, you belong to
Does it only happen to a poor man's wife of a so called lower degree?
Winnie is a lawyer's daughter and Sam got a Ph. D.
Marriage is a feudal custom, women are one of the props
Women help to make it go, women got to make it stop
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recorded by Frankie Armstrong