(Acoustic guitar strumming, soft shakers)
Yoh... my children, hear your father's voice. Born in Lusaka grown up in
the Copperbelt to where you are, God bless you.
Amen, yeah.
I started this journey back in ninety-ninety,
In Chiapata Mugubuldu, life was not easy. With rosemary kufar kufar my grandmother doing my great too
Mayo and daddy separated, only God knows why, God bless you mom
But ifwe we survived, we didn't sit and cry.
Emmanuel my brother, Emma my sweet sister,
Through as one the thick and thin, our bond was much deeper.
Now I drive this heavy truck, moving on the road,
Just to put nshima on the table, carrying the load.
Though I am far, my heart stays with you,
My truck is full of your photos, it's true!
When the road gets dark, and the night is cold,
I see your beautiful faces, shining like gold.
My children, stay together, love one another,
No boza, no division, sisters and brothers!
To my beloved wife, my beautiful queen,
The strongest woman that I've ever seen.
Keep our babies safe while I am away,
I pray to Jesus Christ for you every day.
This truck driver's life keeps me on the grind,
But you are the only peace of mind I can find.
Natotela to God for keeping us strong!
Though I am far, my heart stays with you,
My truck is full of your photos, it's true!
When the road gets dark, and the night is cold,
I see your beautiful faces, shining like gold.
My children, stay together, love one another,
No boza, no division, sisters and brothers!
Muli shani to my family, stay safe and true.
In the name of Jesus Christ, I love you.
(Guitar fades out)
Amen...
Ayy.