Verse 1) Walking down the street with her head held low Searching for a kindness she used to know You see a target, you see a name But you don't see the person behind the shame. Pre chorus) Before you speak, before you strike Think of the women in your own life She’s a sister, a friend, a soul in need Not a shadow for your own greed. (Chorus) She’s someone’s daughter, can’t you see? Would you treat your momma like that? Probably so, because you treat yourself like trash She’s someone’s daughter, somebody loves her She only tries to survive Then you go and take away the little bit of pride she has She’s someone’s daughter, somebody loves her. (Verse 2) She’s got a story you’ll never hear A heart that’s heavy and full of fear Every sharp word is a stone you throw At a garden you'll never watch grow. Pre chorus) Before you speak, before you strike Think of the women in your own life She’s a sister, a friend, a soul in need Not a shadow for your own greed. (Chorus) She’s someone’s daughter, can’t you see? Would you treat your momma like that? Probably so, because you treat yourself like trash She’s someone’s daughter, somebody loves her She only tries to survive Then you go and take away the little bit of pride she has She’s someone’s daughter, somebody loves her.
