Текст песни Miss Martha

Hey, Miss Martha, can I Hey, Miss Martha, can I Beg you to make some time For Jesus Christ? With angry looks she cooked And set food down before Him She never took a break at all Then Martha said to Christ I'm left to wash and dry My sister pays no mind She sits on her... behind She was aghast perhaps At how the Lord responded He said "relax and settle down You've mopped and swept and wiped It kept you occupied And while it killed the time You left the best behind" Martha looks as if she was a very busy bee But she had a bee inside her bonnet As the custom was she ran the house with guests around Without help Well, these dishes ain't just gonna go do themselves And the silverware, it needs some polish Really, Lord, if I don't clean it never gets done No one ever helps me, Lord, it's filthy - that's the problem