Madeline

Madeline, tell me at what time do you set sail?
There’s no one in this town left that could hold me
already packed my bags could leave today.

Girl at the front of the line.
I’m sorry but I cannot let you sign.

Your arms are far too skinny and you’d never last a single day upon my ship.

The open sea is no place for a lady. There’s reasons that they say we cannot board.
Before you say “But Maddie, you’re a lady, too!”
I’ve long ago denounced that wretched word.

Madeline, tell me what time does your posse ride?
Cos I’ve been chopping wood
and starting fist fights, surely this time let me at your side.

Girl at the front of the line.
I’m sorry but I cannot let you sign
You’ve only tried a pony at the school fair, you wouldn’t last a day amongst my men.

The canyon is just no place for a lady, there’s reasons that they say we shouldn't ride.
Before you say “But Maddy, you’re a lady too!"
I’ve long ago denounced that wretched word.

Madeline, yes I might scream and sing and sob and dance. But I can swing a sword just like a soldier, so Maddie won’t you give me just one chance?

Girl at the front of the line, you’ll work twice as hard for half the pay. But if you can deflect their filthy comments, one day you shall rise up and take my place.

The battle field is no place for a lady, so no one would expect to see you there.
And if you use this trick to your advantage, girl,
you’ll cut them to their knees as if in prayer.