SHE LEFT THE BEANS IN THE OVEN

SHE LEFT THE BEANS IN THE OVEN....


My big sister was a looker
And Ma and Pa were scared
She refused to listen
And sometimes even dared
To talk back to them
And when they were asleep
She sneaked out late at night
And never made a peep.

But then she turned eighteen
And thought she was in love
Ma said it was just a crush
Pa said he'd heard enough;
He gave her an early curfew
And when he left for work
She began her chores as usual
And then she wrote inside a book:

"I left before the beans were done
So add some water, please
And bring the clothes inside
It may rain on your blue jeans;
Tell Mama that I'm sorry
Tell Daddy I love him
But me and Willie Baxter
Are gonna live in SIN."

Well, I played outside all Saturday
I watered our yellow-eyed beans
And waited for the blizzard
In my favourite, damp bluejeans
Ma only sat three places
After she read the note
And daddy fell to pieces
Slept still in his coat.

I think I made him very mad
When I asked of him that night:
"Have we ever lived in SIN?
Is it near Belmont Height?"
When they just ignored me
I ate some more baked beans
And took a map to my room
Looked for SIN in my dreams.

Days turned into winter months
And when she returned one day
She had a baby in her arms
I heard my daddy say:
"My, he's a looker just like you
Can you stay for dinner?"
And now that I'm ten years old
I know just what's a sinner.

She left the beans in the oven..........