Queen Lena Presents: HerStory of Ghetto Hymns

Ghetto Hymns

I struggle like those out here picking cotton.

I say a prayer, bow my head,

and pour out a little liquor,

for those who are gone,

but never forgotten.

I use their strengths to motivate me,

and to help me remain strong.

I wake up every day hoping that,

I still have the will power to go on.

I’ll take everything that I have,

including my beliefs,

and put them all out on a limb,

so I extend my hand and invite you in,

to my world of Ghetto Hymns.