Mama say: Son, I ain't got no food today
Tit for tat, butter for fish
There's a little porridge in the dish
Mama say: Son, can't you stay home today?
There's a hole in the roof
You've got to make it waterproof
Son, daddy left you were from you were four
I've got to struggle 'cause I am poor
She said: food is a very hard thing to find
Sometime I feel like I'm going out of my mind
Mama say: Son, today look like a rainy day
But the food I ain't got enough
Rain a fall but dutty tough
Mama say: Son, I ain't got no food today
Tit for tat, butter for fish
There's a little porridge in the dish
Daddy left you were from you were four
I've been strugglin', 'cause I am poor
To find food here, it's so hard at time
I feel like, son, I'm going out of my mind
Mama say: Son, I ain't got no food today
Tit for tat, butter for fish
Here's a little porridge in the dish
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