[male
vocals] (
Acoustic
guitar
strumming
slowly,
soft
pedal
steel
swells) (
Fiddle
enters
with
a
warm,
steady
melody)
I
remember
the
porch
light
shining
in
the
dark
My
mother
Glory,
she
was
the
first
spark
She
taught
me
how
to
walk
and
how
to
pray
She
carried
the
weight
of
the
sun
every
single
day
Oh,
Glory
Kumwenda
Shaba,
you
set
the
pace
I
see
my
own
reflection
whenever
I
see
your
face
And
my
father
Chawezi,
standing
strong
and
tall
He
taught
me
how
to
stand
up
whenever
I’
d
fall
They
planted
the
seeds
in
this
red
dirt
ground
Where
love
is
the
only
heartbeat
that
can
ever
be
found
It’
s
a
long
road
traveled,
a
story
being
told
Of
the
love
that
I
hold,
worth
more
than
gold
From
the
roots
that
I’
m
growing,
to
the
branches
so
high
Underneath
the
vastness
of
the
southern
sky
Yeah,
my
heart’
s
got
room
for
the
ones
I
adore
And
every
single
day
I’
m
loving
them
more
Then
the
years
rolled
on
like
a
river
to
the
sea
Mirriam
Mwansa
Shaba,
you
came
along
to
me
My
partner,
my
rock,
the
mother
of
the
grace
That
fills
up
our
home
and
lights
up
this
place
We
started
our
journey
with
a
promise
and
a
vow
And
look
at
the
life
that
we’
ve
built
for
us
now
With
the
children
playing
out
in
the
yard
Loving
you
truly,
it
ain’
t
ever
been
hard
It’
s
a
long
road
traveled,
a
story
being
told
Of
the
love
that
I
hold,
worth
more
than
gold
From
the
roots
that
I’
m
growing,
to
the
branches
so
high
Underneath
the
vastness
of
the
southern
sky
Yeah,
my
heart’
s
got
room
for
the
ones
I
adore
And
every
single
day
I’
m
loving
them
more
Bongani
and
Mwansa,
Elijah
and
Jasmine
too
And
little
Ethan,
we’
re
keeping
watch
over
you
If
God
decides
to
bless
us
with
a
few
more
in
line
We’
ll
keep
on
sharing
this
love
of
mine
It’
s
a
harvest
of
blessings,
it’
s
a
family
tree
Deep
in
my
soul,
it’
s
where
I
wanna
be
So
here’
s
to
the
legacy,
here’
s
to
the
past
Here’
s
to
the
love
that
we
know
is
gonna
last
Glory
and
Chawezi,
you’
re
the
soil
and
the
rain
Mirriam,
you’
re
the
sun
that
eases
the
pain
My
children
are
the
fruit
that
keep
me
reaching
for
light
Holding
onto
all
of
you
through
the
day
and
the
night
There’
s
no
place
I’
d
rather
be,
no
song
I’
d
rather
sing
Than
this
one
about
the
joy
that
you
all
bring
It’
s
a
long
road
traveled,
a
story
being
told
Of
the
love
that
I
hold,
worth
more
than
gold
From
the
roots
that
I’
m
growing,
to
the
branches
so
high
Underneath
the
vastness
of
the
southern
sky
Yeah,
my
heart’
s
got
room
for
the
ones
I
adore
And
every
single
day
I’
m
loving
them
more
Yeah,
more
and
more
My
Glory,
my
Mirriam,
my
children,
my
father
All
the
love
I’
ve
ever
known
Right
here
in
my
home (
Fiddle
fades
out
into
a
soft
acoustic
guitar
pluck) (
End)