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It's Not Easy 
Easy
by Lucky Dube
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Lord have mercy
I remember the day I on the telephone
I her I'm getting married
I could her voice on the other side
Of the telephone she was smiling
And she asked me a question
That I proudly answered
She son did you time
To know her?
I mama, she is the best
But today it me so to go to
Mama and say
I'm getting divorced
(Oh) I'm getting divorced
The choice I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
I made
It me so mama
This I made didn't out the way
I thought it would
choice of mine (oh)
Mama said to me
It's not 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 in church
When the preacher man read the scriptures
You looked so beautiful, so beautiful
And so innocent
I did not know that that beauty
Lies the true colours will destroy me
In the near future
choice I didn't work out to be
What I it would be
(Oh) mama 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
Putting words in your mouth
what the preacher man said
Was not something that was you
Now I what 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
This choice of mine (oh)
Mama said to me
It's not to it son
But I hope you'll make it
(You'll be happy again)
I remember the day I on the telephone
I her I'm getting married
I could her voice on the other side
Of the telephone she was smiling
And she asked me a question
That I proudly answered
She son did you time
To know her?
I mama, she is the best
But today it me so to go to
Mama and say
I'm getting divorced
(Oh) I'm getting divorced
The choice I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
I made
It me so mama
This I made didn't out the way
I thought it would
choice of mine (oh)
Mama said to me
It's not 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 in church
When the preacher man read the scriptures
You looked so beautiful, so beautiful
And so innocent
I did not know that that beauty
Lies the true colours will destroy me
In the near future
choice I didn't work out to be
What I it would be
(Oh) mama 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
Putting words in your mouth
what the preacher man said
Was not something that was you
Now I what 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
This choice of mine (oh)
Mama said to me
It's not to it son
But I hope you'll make it
(You'll be happy again)
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