 Here comes the milkmaid with her firm shoulders and her attitude of Caesar for one so disposable
She's never been that way inclined
Her hands are strong like the night we all sung her song
Through the day, the night confides in her, her pales are filled with stars, fallen from the sky
She day dreams, the day that she leaves to be a milmaid superstar
And her hands are strong like the night, we all sung her song
Her father long since gone, left her with nothing, to live upon
But her brother too young to learn
Her mother too old to work
Here comes the milkmaid with her firm shoulders and the attitude of Caesar for one for disposable
Shes never been that way inclined
Then one night a show came through town, the milkmaid in the crowd, was standing out
A director took her hand, I undertand you like to act, her made her try, for a part,
She tried with all her heart and left with the show and a leading part
Though the days became weightless and she became a great actress
Like the stars in the sky, and her hands stayed as strong as the night she sung her song
This is the story of the Milkmaid with the firm shoulders an the attitude of Caesar with one so disposable
She's never been that way inclined
Her hands are strong and tonight we sing this song
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