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It's Not Easy Easy
de Lucky Dube
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Lord have mercy
I remember the day I called mama on the telephone
I her mama I'm getting married
I could hear her voice on the other side
Of the telephone she was smiling
And she me a question
I proudly answered
She said son did you time
To her?
I said mama, she is the best
But it hurts me so to go back to
Mama and say
Mama I'm getting divorced
(Oh) I'm getting divorced
The choice I didn't work out the way
I thought it would
This choice I made
It me so mama
I made didn't work out the way
I it would
This choice of mine (oh)
Mama said to me
It's not easy to understand it son
But I hope you'll make it
You'll be again
It's not to understand it son
But I hope you'll it
You'll be happy again
I remember in church
When the preacher man read the scriptures
You looked so beautiful, so beautiful
And so innocent
I did not know behind that beauty
the true colours that destroy me
In the future
This choice I didn't out to be
What I thought it would be
(Oh) mama this choice I made
Didn't work out the way I thought it would
Now I'm hurting
I remember when I held you by the hand
Preacher man read the scriptures
words in your mouth
Maybe the preacher man said
Was not something that was within you
Now I know they mean when they say
woman
Is another man's plaything
(Oh) lord, I'm hurting now
This choice I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
choice of (oh)
said to me
It's not to understand it son
But I hope you'll make it
(You'll be happy again)
I remember the day I called mama on the telephone
I her mama I'm getting married
I could hear her voice on the other side
Of the telephone she was smiling
And she me a question
I proudly answered
She said son did you time
To her?
I said mama, she is the best
But it hurts me so to go back to
Mama and say
Mama I'm getting divorced
(Oh) I'm getting divorced
The choice I didn't work out the way
I thought it would
This choice I made
It me so mama
I made didn't work out the way
I it would
This choice of mine (oh)
Mama said to me
It's not easy to understand it son
But I hope you'll make it
You'll be again
It's not to understand it son
But I hope you'll it
You'll be happy again
I remember in church
When the preacher man read the scriptures
You looked so beautiful, so beautiful
And so innocent
I did not know behind that beauty
the true colours that destroy me
In the future
This choice I didn't out to be
What I thought it would be
(Oh) mama this choice I made
Didn't work out the way I thought it would
Now I'm hurting
I remember when I held you by the hand
Preacher man read the scriptures
words in your mouth
Maybe the preacher man said
Was not something that was within you
Now I know they mean when they say
woman
Is another man's plaything
(Oh) lord, I'm hurting now
This choice I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
choice of (oh)
said to me
It's not to understand it son
But I hope you'll make it
(You'll be happy again)
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