Lyrics Marianne Faithfull – Pride

Anna I:
So we saved up, bought ourselves an outfit
Nighties, nylons, beautiful dresses
Soon we found a job that was going

Oh how hard it was for Anna
Beautiful clothes can make a good girl particular…
When the drinking tigress meets herself in the pool
She’s apt to become a menace

She began talking about art (of all things)
About the art (if you please) of cabaret
In Memphis, the second big town we came to
It wasn’t art that sort of people came for
That sort of people came for something else

And when a man has paid for his evening
He expects a good show in return
So if you cover up your bosom and thighs like you had a rash
Don’t be surprised to see them yawning

So I told my art-loving sister Anna
«Leave your pride to those who can well afford it
Do what you are asked to do and not what you want
For that isn’t what is wanted»

Oh but I had trouble, I can tell you
With her fancy pig-head notions
Night by night I sat by her bedside
Holding her hand and saying this
«Think of our little house in Louisiana!»

Family:
O lord, look down upon our daughter