Story Behind The Song

Written when I was a single mother of a young child while trying to make it as a songwriter, musician and recording artist. No money for proper child care and no one to help out with any emotional or financial support.

Song Description

Compares racial prejudice and male/female bias. Female empowerment.

Lyrics

Trouble trouble up around ever bend
I just pick myself up, fall back agin
two kids cryin mama come home
I'll be back later babies, mama's out on her own
people needin people, I don't know what to do
no one can help me this time
got to pull myself through
son said mama I can't keep from crying
hold on baby got to know your mama's trying so hard
just to make it on my own
your mamas trying so hard to make it on my own

I got the trouble, trouble up around every bend
pick myself up fall back again
soul brother watchin while I'm trying to get up
he said "help yourself woman, I've had enough"
everybodies shoutin', freedom's the sound
get free within yourself don't put your brother down, down, down
get yourself together the people might see
what its like to love your brother, what it's like to be free
everybody want to be free
everybody want to be free

People needin' people, we've all got to be friends
Its the only way we'll bring it together again
freedom ringing in my ear
freedom seems so clear