Left at the door of a stranger
I was left there in the middle of the night
Left by someone who couldn't keep me
But what she did turned out just right
In a little southern town by a river
In a building called sheer croppers shack
Lord I was raised from a babe to manhood
By a mama who was black
To me she was my mama
Though blood didn't do this
She had love that was more than sufficient
From a mama who was black
I never knew brothers and sisters
I never had a dad to call my own
But as long lord as I can remember
Black mama she made a good home
Im sure that most folks it looked different
When they saw me upon her old knee
For as I grew up and we traveled around
When they saw black mama and me
To me she's still my mama
I know blood I could never do that
But I had love that was more than sufficient
By a mama who was black
I was left there in the middle of the night
Left by someone who couldn't keep me
But what she did turned out just right
In a little southern town by a river
In a building called sheer croppers shack
Lord I was raised from a babe to manhood
By a mama who was black
To me she was my mama
Though blood didn't do this
She had love that was more than sufficient
From a mama who was black
I never knew brothers and sisters
I never had a dad to call my own
But as long lord as I can remember
Black mama she made a good home
Im sure that most folks it looked different
When they saw me upon her old knee
For as I grew up and we traveled around
When they saw black mama and me
To me she's still my mama
I know blood I could never do that
But I had love that was more than sufficient
By a mama who was black
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