Lyrics:
A PRAYER FOR MUMBET
MOTH
Why did this happen?
MUMBET
It was my time, child. It was my time.
MOTH
SHE WAS BORN A SLAVE, MUMBET
SHE COULD NEITHER WRITE NOR READ.
ON HER OWN SHE HAD NO EQUAL.
SHE NEITHER WASTED GOODS OR DEED
SHE WAS BORN A SLAVE, MUMBET
NEVER VIOLATED TRUST.
SHE ALWAYS WAS THE TENDER FRIEND.
SHE WAS LOYAL, STRONG, AND JUST
WHAT WOULD I HAVE DONE WITHOUT HER?
IN EVERY WAY YOU WERE THERE FOR ME.
GOOD MOTHER, FAREWELL.
GOOD MOTHER, FAREWELL.
GOOD MOTHER, FAREWELL.