In my corner, I create a space
To love my brothers and live with their ways
Oh sweet sorrows
When I turn the page
Life's unfolding makes me scared
In this body we all invest
Knowing this body will be laid to rest
'Sweet Lord Jesus' my momma said
When she kneeled down and she prayed
I asked Momma: "What is faith?
Is it just believing in a better day?"
She said: "Son, don't be stuck in your ways
Just remember, don't be a slave to your grave
Just remember, you gots to be brave"
I've been through the fire
I've been through the rain
I've got no desire to go back again
Though the tide is hard
I've got to hold on
I'll break down and cry
I've got to be strong
I asked Momma: "What is faith?
Is it just believing in a better day?"
She said "Son, don't be stuck in your ways
Just remember, don't be a slave to your grave
Just remember, you gots to be brave
Just remember, don't be a slave to your grave
Just remember, you gots to be brave"
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