Текст: Billy Bragg. She Came Along to Me.

Ten hundred books could I
Write you about her
'Cause I felt if I could know her
I would know all women

And they've not been any too well known
For brains and planning and organized thinking
But I'm sure the women are equal
And they may be ahead of the men

Yet I wouldn't spread such a rumor around
'Cause one organizes the other
And sometimes the most lost and wasted
Attract the most balanced and sane

And the wild and the reckless
Take up with the clocked and the timed
And the mixture is all of us
And we're still mixing

But never, never, never
Never could have it been done
If the women hadn't entered into the deal
Like she came along to me

And all creeds and kinds
And colors of us are blending
Till I suppose ten million years from now
We'll all be just alike

Same color, same size
Working together
And maybe we'll have all of the fascists
Out of the way by then, maybe so

But never, never, never
Never could have it been done
If the women hadn't entered into the deal
Like she came along to me