Lyrics:
of the children of Congo
Mama Congo, Mama Congo we want peace in the country of Congo
Mama Congo,Mama Congo We are crying for the suffering of the children
an innocent needing a future
She suddenly opened my eyes
I remember it well the day I became a mother
I was crying with joy but sure that I knew what to do
I
By Roth Brooks
Oceanwave I believe eh! Eh! eh!
I believe in are children
I believe children of the whole world!
Africa children,
Education
Children
Rihanna
These male betas with crying attitudes, I ain't mad at you
My kind of fabric is well tailored to a Byron Allen suit
You are, you are
Lumumba in Congo
Before he was sold by his own people and murdered
Those children of Africa who fought in Rhodesia
Alongside Tongo Gara
Those who were
time when the mother is gone
When she's gone on home, when mother is gone
Motherless children have a hard time
All that weeping and all that crying
by, cos they're so blind
And you pay
Still you pay
It's just a soul crying out
Just the people crying out
It's the earth crying out
And I can
Wanted children crying from the
Backbones of their fathers
Wanted children, longing for the
Bossom of their mothers (rep.)
Now didn't JAH create
to aging children come
(Songs, to aging children come)
Aging children, I am one (I am one)
People hurry by so quickly
Don't they hear the melodies
In
to aging children come
(Songs, to aging children come)
Aging children, I am one (I am one)
People hurry by so quickly
Don't they hear the melodies
In
Tell me about myself
Take us back to our homeland
Teach us our language
Teach us our language
From the Congo to the Carolinas
Show me my mother's
I, I, I, I helped my mind
Back down so many rivers
Back down so many rivers of human kind
Saying I hear a baby, hear a baby crying
As it rid, rid,
hurting
C'mon (C'mon) C'mon (C'mon)
We're all deserving- C'mon
Do you hear the children singing?
Be a voice for me
The stolen souls are crying
We must set
Outta one came many, Electric Man runnin through the Electric City
Ruled and govern by electricity, it's like a dream
Our superiors are pathetic
condemn to die
But taking everything that he's living by
And reject him from society all
God's children aren't free
No reject him from society all
God's
WAILING LORD, WAILING EVERY DAY…
YOUR CHILDREN ARE SUFFERING LORD, SUFFERING EVERY DAY…
YOUR CHILDREN ARE CRYING LORD! YOUR CHILDREN ARE CRYING LORD…
YOUR
we want you to come and live with
us and help us raise our children
The years went on by
I wish I had a praying church
And that the children grew up
Like colts about the waste. So Annie, now--
Have we not known each other all our lives?
I do beseech you by the love you bear
Him and his children not
Bobby?
They're crying for you
See the children in the morning light, Bobby
They're dying
No one could say it like you said it, we'd only try and just
the children crying out
All the babies crying out
Any way, some sweet day
I'm gonna walk away, turn away
It's just the soul crying out
It's just the land
are crying
Children are dying (Please save them)
(Please save them, please save them, please touch them now) Lord please don't pass them by
(Ooh
it's our beat
Play reggae music because it was ordered
By the Messiah Marcus Garvey
Trust me, trust me, trust me
Why don't you trust me, trust me,
I love your music
Families torn apart, mothers crying every night
Grieving for their children taken by the street life
Life is like a melody
That
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
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