[Intro – Soft piano, upright bass, whisper] You are appreciated… (Mama… this one’s for you.) 🎙 Verse 1 (Slow jazz storytelling) When I was young, me and my mama had pain, Seventeen years old, stormin’ out in the rain. Back in those days, never thought I’d see your face, Ain’t a woman in this world that could take my mama’s place. Suspended from school, too scared to go home, I was runnin’ with the wrong crowd, breakin’ all the codes. I’d cry with my sister through the struggles we’d see, We were poorer than the rest of the kids on the street. Different fathers, but the same old tears, When life got heavy, we blamed you for the years. I think back on the stress I brought, it was hell, Huggin’ on my mama from a jail cell. Who’d have thought in elementary— I’d be facin’ penitentiary? Runnin’ from the police, life so wild, But you’d catch me, teach me, love your child. Even through the darkness, Mama… You were still a Black Queen, Mama. Now I finally understand, For a woman, it ain’t easy tryin’ to raise a man. You always stayed committed, Single mother on welfare—how you did it? There’s no way I can pay you back, But my plan is to show you that I understand… You are appreciated. 🎵 Chorus (Soulful female vocal / gospel jazz) Lady, don’t you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, there’s no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don’t you know we love ya? 🎙 Verse 2 (Deeper reflection – mellow jazz swing) Ain’t nobody told us life was fair, No love for my father ‘cause he wasn’t there. He passed on, and I didn’t cry, My anger wouldn’t let me feel for a stranger’s goodbye. They called me heartless, said I was wrong, But I was just a kid searchin’ where I belong. I hung with the hustlers—yeah, they sold dreams, But they showed me brotherhood in between. Moved out young, started chasin’ my pay, Hit the streets ‘til I found my way. Even when I hustled, I didn’t feel shame— ‘Cause I was just tryin’ to put money in your name. Loved payin’ rent when the bills came through, Hoped you got the little necklace I sent to you. When I was low, you were there by my side, You never gave up, you never let me hide. I’d see you come home from work, so tired, In the kitchen makin’ miracles from scraps you acquired. Mama made Thanksgiving out of nothin’ at all, Now the road’s rough, standin’ tall. Two kids on your own with no one to call… There’s no way I can pay you back, But my plan is to show you that I understand— You are appreciated. 🎵 Chorus (Bigger, harmonies rising) Lady, don’t you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don’t you know we love ya? 🎷 Verse 3 (Sax + Spoken/Soft Vocal Blend) Pour a little wine and I reminisce, Through all the drama, Mama, you were my gift. When the world felt heavy and my hope got weak, You spoke the words that brought me back to my feet. Sick as a child, you would hold me tight, There was no limit to your sacrifice. All my childhood memories, Are full of every little thing you did for me. Even when I acted crazy, Still I thank the Lord that you raised me. No words can describe what I feel, You never kept secrets—your love stayed real. I appreciate how you made me strong, All the extra love you gave all along. Wish I could take all your pain away, But if you make it through the night, there’s a brighter day. Everything will be alright if you hold on, It’s a struggle every day—but you gotta roll on. There’s no way I can pay you back, But my plan is to show you that I understand— You are appreciated. 🎵 Final Chorus (Gospel-style jazz, full band, emotional) Lady, don’t you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don’t you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady… lady… (Mama… we love you…)
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