Wen I was sad an crying, You wen make me feel good inside, So I like dance an sing! Wen I was wearing ony funeral kine clotheses, You wen take um away An give me clotheses dat show I feel good inside!
My life, all poho, Cuz I stay real sore inside. I ony goin live short time, Cuz all da time I stay moaning. Befo I strong, but now I ony tired, Cuz a da bad tings I wen do. Even my bones come weak.
Eh God! You da one dat tell, I no mo da blame fo wat I wen do! Wen I yell fo you help me, Lissen an do someting! Wen I presha out, Do good fo me an take away da presha! Show me how you give me chance, An lissen wen I pray!