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Thula mama - thula mama Thula mama - ungakhali I was just a boy back in the eighties When the Graceland tour hit our land We were optimistic - things were looking good - we had a new president Mister Robert Mugabe - he was our man He promised a bright future for our people and our land Oh mother don't you weep for me Oh mother don't you weep Wipe the tears from your crying eyes Oh mother don't you weep The end of apartheid - South Africa Set Nelson Mandela free Mayibuye I Africa - hope for a life in dignity But Mugabe broke his promises - took from the people - left them misery Now beautiful Zimbabwe is a nation on it's knees Oh mother don't you weep for me. Thula mama - thula mama. My homeland - once a paradise With plenty of food to eat Now my friends and my family - can hardly make ends meet I try to make my living singing - and help them if I can But the poor are getting poorer - while our so-called leaders rob our land Oh mother don't you weep for me. I'm far from home and I wonder What will become of my motherland The world is watching as we go down - but no one gives a damn Corruption, aids and broken promises - so much suffering and despair But there ain't no oil under our soil - so no one seems to care Oh mother don't you weep for me. Thula mama - thula mama.
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