| I want friendship, uh
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| Ooh, uh, joy
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| Yo, uh, daughters of different worlds flowin' past on the foreign soil
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| Makin' meaning of seasons unexpected as little girls
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| The heart is pure, the art of the dress I wore
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| White linen garb, y’all exchange vows to children born
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| An hour long phone call at six in the morn'
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| Days when you need a pep talk just to get goin'
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| You in these arms, you safer than State Farm
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| Sage in the storm, we the saviors we pray for
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| Whisper and avoid the late night talks, the day brought
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| A glass of Malbec get you lit, Lord, you can’t walk
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| Unashamed to talk shit, offer strange thoughts
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| Joy in the place when the flame caught
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| First to applaud when our report works for the Lord
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| The one flicker in the dark became torch, that says it all
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| Tender is the name, heart soft as Autumn rain
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| Reach for me when I’m distant, never too far away, come on
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin' time
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| (Uh, check it out, y’all, uh, I told my sister)
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| (Lord knows y’all, uh, okay, uh, yes)
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin'
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| (Uh, I’m so grateful for your friendship)
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| (Lord knows, uh)
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| Look, uh, my dear brother said «I love you for a long time
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| Hold you close, you’d be the first to understand this heart of mine»
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| Nurse the same pain, questions plagued the artist’s life
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| Turn out the lights, applaud fades, uh, who am I?
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| Crying on your couch between tours under a sky
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| Lost African shores and found a lullaby
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| My black butterfly, never wonder 'cause its love is tight
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| Even when I ugly cry, you remind what beauty’s like
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| It’s magic when you laugh, find Heaven in that high pitch
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| Peace for those weary eyes, joy in your kindness
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| , you so dramatic when you step out
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| Till that face invisible, crown weighing your head down
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| Heavy is the load carried, lone, but not alone
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| Your sister, your guarded heart’s all broken and whole, let me
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| Love you through listening, rue on this poem through the storm
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| Just called to let you know, uh
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin' time
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| (Uh, look, uh, yo, in the mornin', come on, uh)
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| (Uh, I said I want it, y’all, uh, waited all night, come on)
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin'
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| (Uh, I’m grateful for your friendship)
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| (Oh yes, I, yeah, yeah, uh, look, it’s like)
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin' time
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| (Joy, come on, uh)
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| (Uh, alright, yeah, first in line for the joy y’all)
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin'
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| (In the morning, yes)
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin' time
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin'
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin' time
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| Mama said there’d be joy in the mornin'
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| Lord knows I want it, waited all night for it
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| Go get it, you’ve got to go get it (Oh, go get it)
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| Go get it, it’s time to claim your joy (Oh)
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| Go get it, you’ve got to go get it (Get it, oh)
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| Go get it |