Your mama was a strong woman,
She held down every force-
Reckoned it back with words so strong,
That males fell down in awe.
Your mother was so spirited,
It showed in every way-
She’d strut and speak with such passion,
All the crowds turn gay.
And so little girl, it’s always been
Your mama against the world-
But she didn’t care, her head up high-
She thwarted every thorn.
And when asked ‘why do you do that?’
She’d answer back and smile-
So my daughter can proudly say-
“My mama is a strong woman”
“I want to be like her”