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It's Not Easy
Easy
by Lucky Dube
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Lord have mercy
I remember the day I called on the telephone
I told her mama I'm getting married
I could hear her voice on the side
Of the telephone she was smiling
And she asked me a question
That I proudly answered
She said son did you take time
To know 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 divorced
The I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
This choice I made
It hurts me so mama
This choice I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
This 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 easy to it son
But I you'll make it
You'll be again
I in church
When the preacher man the scriptures
You looked so beautiful, so beautiful
And so innocent
I did not behind that beauty
the true colours will destroy me
In the future
This choice I made didn't work out to be
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 the scriptures
Putting in mouth
Maybe the man said
Was not something that was within you
Now I know mean they say
Beautiful woman
Is another man's plaything
(Oh) lord, I'm hurting now
I made didn't work out the way
I thought 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 happy again)
I remember the day I called on the telephone
I told her mama I'm getting married
I could hear her voice on the side
Of the telephone she was smiling
And she asked me a question
That I proudly answered
She said son did you take time
To know 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 divorced
The I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
This choice I made
It hurts me so mama
This choice I made didn't work out the way
I thought it would
This 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 easy to it son
But I you'll make it
You'll be again
I in church
When the preacher man the scriptures
You looked so beautiful, so beautiful
And so innocent
I did not behind that beauty
the true colours will destroy me
In the future
This choice I made didn't work out to be
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 the scriptures
Putting in mouth
Maybe the man said
Was not something that was within you
Now I know mean they say
Beautiful woman
Is another man's plaything
(Oh) lord, I'm hurting now
I made didn't work out the way
I thought 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 happy again)
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