This Mighty Strong Girl

by Barbara Lynn Terry

In '63 they said to me

the lonely girl you think you are

you cannot be in our society

So in the car they made me go

on a trip that seemed so slow

to the cavern that ran so deep

But as I looked I did weep

as my past was taken

and my future unsure.

Smoke and fire upon their face

they moved so fast I lost the pace

the heathen bigotry of the old.

Yes they thought they had the best of a mighty strong girl

Off the island of old Sparta they took

me in this cavern dark

but as we went I made my mark

As they ordered me to change my dress

For the itchy pants my legs caressed

and the baggy shirt fell to my knees.

Smoke and fire upon their face

They moved so fast I lost the pace

the heathen bigotry of the old.

Yes they thought they had the best of a mighty strong girl.

The doctor turned the tables on, the bigots old.

He rescued me from the cavern deep

and told me just to be.

He said never let people tell you

whom you are, just go out and do

the best that you can.

Smoke and fire upon their face,

they moved so fast I lost the pace

the heathen bigotry of the old.

Yes they didn't get the best, of this mighty strong girl.