🎵 Born of Mud, Made of Light

[1950s Delta Blues with Gospel Soul Tempo: Slow swing, sultry but sacred Vocals: Female Deep, warm, powerful — like Mahalia Jackson with fire in her chest] [Verse 1] I was born of mud, raised by rain, Sang through sorrow, danced through pain. Barefoot on the red clay ground, Where angels cry and chains break down. [Chorus – with harmony hums] 🎶 Oh I’m heavy with truth, but I shine so bright, They tried to bury me, but I rose to fight. Ain’t no shame in the fire I walk, I’m born of mud… but I’m made of light. 🎶 [Verse 2] My voice been silenced, my back been bruised, But honey, I ain’t never been used. They see a woman with a soul too loud, But I’ll lift this world, and I’ll make ‘em proud. [Chorus – bigger, with gospel claps] 🎶 Oh I’m heavy with truth, but I shine so bright, They tried to bury me, but I rose to fight. My roots run deep, and my hands ain’t white, I’m born of mud… but I’m made of light. 🎶 [Bridge – slow, raw, soulful] Dust in my lungs, stars in my sight, The world tried to break me, but I burn with might. You can steal the fruit, but you can’t take the tree, 'Cause God put a holy howl in me. [Final Chorus – full choir harmonies behind her] 🎶 Oh I’m heavy with truth, but I shine so bright, They tried to bury me, but I rose to fight. A hymn in my chest and a flame in the night, I’m born of mud… but I’m made of light. 🎶 [Outro – soft, bluesy whisper] Mmm… Born of mud… Made of light…