My Mama
My mother is a beautiful woman,
She always holds her head up high,
Even when she is about to cry,
Her strength and beauty is all I see,
She always holds her head up high,
Working so hard to help us get by,
Her strength and beauty is all I see,
I can't explain what she means to me,
Working so hard to help us get by,
Even when she is about to cry,
I can't explain what she means to me,
My mother is a beautiful woman.
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