Music: Brenda Russell/Allee Willis/Stephen Bray
Albert:There's my field, there's my cattle,there's my men
men:He wants his ham hocks hot
And his lemonade cold
Don't want to hear no lip
Just do what you told
Pluck them chickens
Scrub them pots and pans
You gonna churn that butter
Till it cramp your hands
If you think hard work been dogging you before
Huh!
Get ready for the big dog
Albert:This my house
Fix that broken window before the rain come in (men:work)
You got to kill that rat with this here rolling pin
Mop this floor,pick up all this mess
You konw that cleanliness next to Godliness
men:If you think hard work been dogging you before
Get ready for the big dog
Huh!
Celie:Nettie go to the schoolhouse get her college degree
（Albert:Sweep this barn,milk that cow）
（Water from the well,fields to plow）
Nettie teaching her children to spell Tennessee
（Brush my horse, feed that pig）
（Tree to chop,ditch to dig）
Won't be time for a garden no birds gonna sing
（Fetch them eggs,pitch that hay）
（Patch thefence sothe billy don't stray）
Won't be time for my reading
（Pull those turnips ,hose those greens）
（Feed the bady goats till the last one weans）
men:Get ready for the big dog
Albert:work！
men:Huh!
Albert:Harpo!I warned you about this
Get my belt,I'm gone beat you clean to death
Harpo:No,Pa!
Celie:When I lay me down to sleep
I will say my prayer
Albert:You throw your food on the floor
You gonna eat it off the floor,you little pig
Celie:That God love me so deep，he will promise our souls to keep
Together
Albert:Bedroom's upstairs
Celie:I say a paryer
men:He like his bath real hot,like it about to boil
You got to rub his feet with some liniment oil
Shave his whiskers
Hope it's understood that you best not cut him
Or he beat you good
If you think hard work been dogging you before
Get ready for the big dog
Huh!