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Lyrics:

[Intro]
[Slow reggae beat]
[Bass heavy]
[Drums steady]

[Verse 1]
Concrete sidewalk, burning underneath my feet
Standing in the shadows of this busy street
"Hey Lady," I call, but they look the other way
Just another struggle in the light of day
I got a suit on, but it’s feeling like a chain
Trying to sell a dream inside this hurricane.

[Pre-Chorus]
The supervisor watching from the sliding door
If I don't get a signature, I’m out the floor
They say "Produce or pack your bags, you’re done"
Underneath the heat of this midday sun.

[Chorus]
Hey Mister, won't you stop a while?
I’m just a mother trying to fake a smile
I got a baby at home, (baby at home)
Waiting for the milk, and I’m all alone
Yeah, I’m begging for a chance, begging for a sign
Just sign the paper, help me cross the line.

[Verse 2]
People walking fast, they got somewhere to be
They don't see the sorrow hiding inside of me
"Hey Lady," I try, with a quiver in my tone
Searching for a kindness that I’ve never known
The quota’s climbing, and my spirit’s getting thin
Lord, tell me how a woman’s ever gonna win.

[Bridge]
(Breathy)
If I lose this check, the lights go dark tonight
If I lose this spot, I lose the only fight
(Shout)
I’m standing here, I’m waiting, I’m praying for a soul
To stop and hear the story, and keep me whole.

[Solo]
[Upbeat reggae guitar melody]
[Organ swells]

[Outro]
I got a baby... (so hungry)
I got a baby... (no money)
Just sign the paper, mister
Please...
[Fade out]
[Rhythm continues]

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I Got a Baby at Home

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