Texty:
Curtis Mayfield

Darkness no longer, a child is born Mother shed tears of joy as baby test his lungs My daddy's not there where he ought to be Somewhere in Georgia, skinning

Darkest of night With the moon shining bright There's a set goin' strong Lotta things goin' on The man of the hour Has an air of great power The dudes

Well, here we are It's kind of nice, we're like this Very special treat though, I like that Between you baby and me, love I can't believe this feelin

Here's another girl And I am afraid that she'll be gone Like the others before her And here's another chance To make myself belong And this time I wanna

Little child, runnin' wild Watch a while You see he never smiles Broken home, father gone Mama tired, so he's all alone Kind of sad, kind of mad Ghetto

So in love You do so many things with that smilin' face?? So in love Every time we kiss, it's such a pleasant taste That's why I know this feelin' good

Eddie, you should know better Brother, you know you're wrong Think of the tears and fears You bring to your folks back home They'd say, where did he go

How did I get so far gone? Where do I belong? And where in the world did I ever go wrong? If I took the time to replace What my mind erased I still feel

I'm your mamma, I'm your daddy I'm that nigga in the alley I'm your doctor when in need Want some coke, have some weed You know me, I'm your friend Your