She is Lilith born with Adam
And she stood there at his side
She would not be subjugated
She would not be denied
They consigned her to the underworld
For she would not be his bride
But there's life in the old girl yet.
She has struggled through the centuries
To make her voice be heard
She was buried alive and tortured
For the meaning of the word
When she called her witch and heretic
She spoke on undettered
And there's life in the old girl yet.
There's life in the old girl yet
And sister you'd better bet
We can't afford not to remember
What the world wants to forget
That there's life in the old girl yet.
When she wrote her stories down
She had to change her woman's name
But the spirit deep inside her
Was never to be tamed
Even as the darkest mills she felt
The rising of the flame
And there's life in the old girl yet.
When she fought and died for franchise
She was ridiculed and scorned
But the day of a woman voted first
She knew the tide had turned
And white celluloid and sentiment
Would like her to return
There's life in t he old girl yet.
Now they tell us it's all over
And the battle has been won
That it's only for the history
That this song should be sung
But the spirit of young Lilith lives
And she'll outlast the sun
For there's life in th e old girl yet
She lives in every woman
Who will no more bear the blame
For the violence she suffers
In the patriarchy's name
She lives in every young girl
Who will never wear the shame
For there's life in the old girl yet.