[male
vocals] (
Ayy,
yoh)
Everything
I
do,
I
do
it
for
you,
Mama
Through
the
fire
and
the
rain,
you
stood
tall
This
one
is
for
the
woman
who
never
gave
up
Livingstone
days,
the
sun
was
burning
hot
With
nothing
in
your
hands,
but
you
gave
us
all
you
got
Benson,
Grace,
and
Ruth,
you
carried
on
your
back
Three
different
paths,
but
you
never
let
us
crack
Sacrificing
day
and
night
just
to
put
food
on
the
plate
You
fought
the
heavy
winds
and
you
challenged
every
fate
Oh,
Mama,
you
are
the
queen
of
my
heart
You
held
us
together
when
we
were
falling
apart
Through
the
struggle
in
Chainda,
you
were
our
light
You
fought
for
our
future
with
all
of
your
might
Now
the
season
is
changing,
we’
re
rising
to
the
sun
Your
work
is
beautiful,
and
the
race
is
nearly
won
I’
m
the
only
son,
I’
m
standing
by
your
side
With
God
as
my
witness,
there’
s
nowhere
to
hide
I
promise
you,
Mama,
I
will
break
every
chain
I’
ll
work
until
you’
re
smiling,
I’
ll
wash
away
the
pain
From
Linda
compound
to
the
streets
of
Lusaka
I’
ll
make
you
proud,
I’
m
the
fruit
of
your
labor
Oh,
Mama,
you
are
the
queen
of
my
heart
You
held
us
together
when
we
were
falling
apart
Through
the
struggle
in
Chainda,
you
were
our
light
You
fought
for
our
future
with
all
of
your
might
Now
the
season
is
changing,
we’
re
rising
to
the
sun
Your
work
is
beautiful,
and
the
race
is
nearly
won
God,
bless
her
steps
and
add
more
years
to
her
days
She
deserves
the
glory,
she
deserves
all
the
praise
May
she
see
her
grandchildren
growing
strong
and
tall
I’
ll
be
there
to
catch
her,
she
will
never
fall
Grace
and
Mampi,
we’
re
standing
in
a
line
Like
diamonds
in
the
rough,
it
is
finally
our
time
Ima,
you’
re
the
rock,
you’
re
the
foundation
of
home
Wherever
we
go,
you’
re
never
alone
I’
m
coming
for
the
harvest,
I’
m
coming
for
the
prize
I
see
the
victory
reflected
in
your
eyes
Oh,
Mama,
you
are
the
queen
of
my
heart
You
held
us
together
when
we
were
falling
apart
Through
the
struggle
in
Chainda,
you
were
our
light
You
fought
for
our
future
with
all
of
your
might
Now
the
season
is
changing,
we’
re
rising
to
the
sun
Your
work
is
beautiful,
and
the
race
is
nearly
won
Yeah,
for
My
mother
Everything
we
are,
we
owe
to
you
Keep
living,
keep
smiling,
we
love
you (
Ayy,
yoh,
we
rise!)
God
bless
you,
Mama.