Straw Widow

Born in the sign of bad luck

Twenty years old she was stuck

With a man trading peas

She didn’t see

That these little green balls

Would take up all of him

She feels betrayed

Cos for the rest of their days

Chorus

She’ll be a straw widow

With no one to hold her

She feels the cold

Two kiddos

And four walls to choke her

Soon she’ll be old

She dreams of the life she could have

It’s all that she seems to have left

But then, one day there’s a light

That unbolts her eye

You know the one in between

That no-one can see

She clambers up on its beam

And starts living her dream

Chorus 2

She was a straw widow

With no one to hold her

But now she feels the glow

Two kiddos

Whose life is unfolding

She dares to grow old

Solo

(Chorus)

We’re all born in the sign of good luck

Words and music: Willem Erné & Peter den Hartog