Beautiful Woman, Who art thee?
Born of Woman!
Saved by a man hanging on a tree!
Beautiful woman, who art thee?
They said I’m black, they said you’re white
But is there any difference in the night!
Who art thee?
Your hair is your crown;
Your body draped in fine linen and jewels.
Destine for greatness in your tour
Who art thee?
Do you fill your quivers with the word of God?
Are you a crown to your husband’s head?
Are you mending and blending, so your family might live.
Some women are lying, others dying and some hearts are denying.
Beautiful woman!
Who!
Art!
Thee!
By: Willie Anderson
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