I was raised up by my mamma alone Worked herself into the grave Tryna make us a home She never left South Carolina No, nah Our old man didn't stick around to see me grown He was long gone 'fore the coffee got cold Wouldn't even know where to find him
I left home with nothing but a dream I had All I own I could roll up in a paper bag Getting out of South Carolina Alright I've been told there's gold in this land All I know is what I hold in my own two hands If it's out there I'm gonna find it
Oh, oh-oh-oh Am I strong enough? Oh, oh-oh-oh Am I strong enough?
Everywhere you turn there's another man slamming doors Looking at you like he wouldn't even let you sweep his floors
I was raised up by my mamma on her own Worked herself into the grave Tryna make us a home Never left South Carolina I left home with nothing but a dream I had All I own I could hold in a paper bag Getting out of South Carolina
Oh, oh-oh-oh Am I strong enough? Oh, oh-oh-oh Tell me, am I strong enough?
Oh, oh-oh-oh Am I strong enough? Oh, oh-oh-oh Tell me, am I strong enough?
Am I strong enough? Am I strong enough? Am I strong enough? Am I strong enough?
Oh, tell me Am I strong enough? Oh, got to tell me Am I strong enough? Oh, tell me Am I strong enough?
Compositor: Raycharles Lamontagne (BMI)Editor: First Street Station Music (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #26853960 em 12/Mai/2024