God bless the domestic servant
Who travels far from her land
To Singapore or the Middle East
She comes to lend a hand
Working for minimal wages
Trying so hard to please
Caring for her master’s child
While her own she never sees
Living a life of sacrifice
To support the folks back home
Remitting her wages to aged parents
And an unemployed husband that she’s barely known
From Manila and Jakarta
From Solo and Cebu
You come and do the dirty work
That we refuse to do
Sometimes misused, accused, abused
Though many depend on you
You scrub and slop and dust and mop
To reach your distant goal
While your sister in Geylang or Wanchai
Sells her body and her soul
Making more in a night than you in a month
Playing that rock and roll
One day a week, if you’re lucky
You escape a while from your cares
And gather in public places
To disapproving stares
From people who think they are better than you
And can’t help putting on airs
In repetitious drudgery
You pass your youthful years
A willing smile you wear by day
But at night shed secret tears
As you make your bed on the kitchen floor
You can’t control their flowing
As you think of your loving but aging mother
And how your baby’s growing
So Asli and Adi and Mary-Ann
Maria and Wati and Joan
May you not feel the wrath of your lady’s sharp tongue
May your master leave you alone
Here’s to your health and I hope you’ll have wealth
When you finally return to your home
God bless the domestic servant
Who travels far from her land
To Singapore or the Middle East
She comes to lend a hand
Working for minimal wages
Trying so hard to please
Caring for her master’s child
While her own she never sees