Four women ♪ This next two tunes are dedicated to the blacks of America The blacks of Switzerland The blacks of the Middle East The blacks of Africa And we all very happy that Nelson Mandela is free, right? ♪ They thought I was not political anymore That was a mistake to think that Four women, the story of four black women And their different textures of hair Their different complexions and how they feel about life My skin is black My arms are long My hair is woolly And my back is strong Strong enough to take the pain Inflicted again and again What do they call me My name is Aunt Sarah My name is Aunt Sarah My skin is yellow My hair is long Between two worlds I do belong
My father was rich and white He forced my mother late one night What do they call me My name is Saffronia My name is Saffronia My name is Saffronia My skin is tan-tan My hair is alright, it's fine My hips invite you My hair like wine, my mouth like wine Whose little girl am I? Well, yours if you have money to buy What do they call me They call me Sweet Thing They call me Sweet Thing They call me Sweet Thing They call me Sweet Thing ♪ My skin is brown And my manner is tough I'll kill the first mother I see 'Cause my life has been too rough I'm awfully bitter these days Because my parents were slaves What do they call me ♪ They call me Peaches