My own home, My own home
My own home, My own home
Father's hunting in the forest
Mother's cooking in the home
I must go to fetch the water
'Til the day that I am grown
'Til I'm grown, 'til I'm grown
I must fetch the water
'Til the day that I am grown
Then I will have a handsome husband
And a daughter of my own
And I'll send her to fetch the water
I'll be cooking in the home
Than I'll send her to fetch the water
And I'll be cooking in the home
I'll be cooking in the home.