Steven Sutcliffe - What Kind of Woman lyrics

MOTHER (spoken): Get Kathleen! Get Kathleen, I tell you! Call the doctor! KATHLEEN (spoken): Is it alive? Oh, please, God, let it be! MOTHER (spoken): It's alive. It's a Negro child. A newborn baby boy MOTHER: What kind of woman Would do such a thing Why in God's name Is my husband not here? I'm such a fool Why did I say He was free to go What am I to do Where are your instructions My dear You left me lists Everything in lists Well your little lists Aren't very helpful I fear Each day the maids Trudge up the hill The hired help arrives I never stopped to think They might have lives Beyond our lives POLICEMAN (spoken): We found her in the cellar of a home on the next block. She's a washwoman there. Her name is Sarah MOTHER (spoken): Where will you take her? POLICEMAN (spoken): To the charity ward. Eventually she will have to stand trial YOUNGER BROTHER (spoken): What charges? POLICEMAN (spoken): Well, attempted murder, I should think MOTHER (spoken): What's going to happen to the baby? DOCTOR (spoken): They have places for unfortunates like this MOTHER (spoken): I will take responsibility for mother and child. Please take Miss Sarah inside MOTHER: What kind of woman Would do what I've done Open the door To such chaos and pain You would have Gently closed the door And gently turned the key And gently told me not to look For fear of what I'd see What kind of woman Would that have made me?