Verse 1

Oksana out early, hoe in her hand

Worked through the garden, turned up the land

Pulled every weed from the rows by the shed

Tied up the tomatoes, stood them straight instead

Then swept through the dacha, put the whole place right

Cut down the tall grass till the yard looked bright

Dust on her sleeves, but she’s running the show

Oksana gets it done, everybody knows

Chorus

Oksana, Oksana, boss of the dacha

Garden all clean and the grass cut shorter

Iana rolls up with the beer in the car

Now they’re raising a toast like the queens that they are

Hey! Oksana! Hey! Iana!

Work day finished, let the whole crew gather

Verse 2

Iana came through with a crate in the back