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.