Music: Henry Purcell
Additional lyrics and arrangement: Kadee Crottier
Published: Kadee Grottier

Soprano: Julie Bailey
Mezzo: Shana Marchand
Alto: Laurel Hove Tausend
Tenor: Justin Harl

Man is for the woman made,
And the woman for the man;

As the spur is for the jade,
As the scabbard for the blade,
As for digging is the spade,
As for liquor is the can,

So man is for the woman made
(I am not)
And the.woman for the man.

As the sceptre to be sway’d,
(Just sing!)
As for night’s the serenade,
(I shall do what e’er I please!)
As for pudding is the pan,
(Here we go again.)
And to cool us is the fan,
(Just sing the blasted song!)

So, man is for the woman made,
(A peasant I am not, my dears, you.are not all bloody queens!)
And the woman for the man.
(You headstrong knavish fool!)

Be she widow, be she maid,
(I’d rather a pirate song! Yo ho!)
Be she wanton, be she stayed,
(Yo ho!)
(That’s the final straw, no more from you!)
Be she well or ill array’d,
(Yo ho!)
(Ho, there! Bring the guard!)
(Lords and ladies, gather round! What a sight!)
Whore, bawd or harridan,
(Arr, ye mateys!)
(Clap this man in irons now, on my word!)
(What fools these mortals be!)
(SING!)

Man is for the woman made,
And the woman for the man.

Yes, man is for the woman made,
And the woman for the man.