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  • 作词 : E. Hudson/Gil Scott-Heron/Kanye West
    作曲 : E. Hudson/Gil Scott-Heron/Kanye West
    And so my life has been guided
    All the love
    I needed was provided
    And through my mothers sacrifices
    I saw where her life went
    To give more than birth to me, but life to me
    And this ain't one of the clichés about black women being strong
    Cause hell if you're weak, you're gone
    But life courage determined to do more than just survive
    And too many homes have a missing woman or man
    Without the feeling of missing love
    Maybe they are homes that are hurt
    But they are no real lives that hurt without reach
    But not broken
    Unless the homes of soldiers – stationed overseas
    Or lost in battles or broken
    Unless the homes of firemen, policemen, construction workers, seamen, railroad men, truckers, pilots
    Who lost their lives – but not what their lives stood for...
    Because men die, men lose, they are lost and they leave
    And so do women ...
    I came from what they called "a broken home"
    But they ever really called it "a house"
    They would have known how wrong they were
    We were working on our lives and our homes
    Dealing with what we had, not what we didn't have
    My life has been guided by women
    But because of them –
    I am the man.
    God bless you mama – and thank you.
  • 作词 : E. Hudson/Gil Scott-Heron/Kanye West
    作曲 : E. Hudson/Gil Scott-Heron/Kanye West
    And so my life has been guided
    All the love
    I needed was provided
    And through my mothers sacrifices
    I saw where her life went
    To give more than birth to me, but life to me
    And this ain't one of the clichés about black women being strong
    Cause hell if you're weak, you're gone
    But life courage determined to do more than just survive
    And too many homes have a missing woman or man
    Without the feeling of missing love
    Maybe they are homes that are hurt
    But they are no real lives that hurt without reach
    But not broken
    Unless the homes of soldiers – stationed overseas
    Or lost in battles or broken
    Unless the homes of firemen, policemen, construction workers, seamen, railroad men, truckers, pilots
    Who lost their lives – but not what their lives stood for...
    Because men die, men lose, they are lost and they leave
    And so do women ...
    I came from what they called "a broken home"
    But they ever really called it "a house"
    They would have known how wrong they were
    We were working on our lives and our homes
    Dealing with what we had, not what we didn't have
    My life has been guided by women
    But because of them –
    I am the man.
    God bless you mama – and thank you.