Memories Of Soweto - Mattafix

Sing whoa

From London to Soweto

A street soul in the ghetto

Back from the West Indies

When I’m in the city let my mind echo

Memories of Soweto

And anywhere that we go

I’m letting you know

The walk of a street soul

Look man

I was born there

I mean bred there

I mean without the bread

Viva was all I had

The people sang Amandla and the streets were red

Liberation was a dream that we never had

As I took a back seat on my mumma’s back

And I looked over the shoulder and I saw the hurt

Mumma let me kill this song for you

After all these years this is Uhuru

Sing whoa

From London to Soweto

A street soul in the ghetto

Back from the West Indies

When I’m in the city let my mind echo

Memories of Soweto

And anywhere that we go

I’m letting you know

The walk of a street soul

I stepped off a jet plane I’m in S. A once again

With the faces of change and the feelings' the same

And the lines on my hands are as free as this land

But it wasn’t always so

Still reminds me of home

Mumma let me kill this song for you

After all these years this is Uhuru

Sing whoa

Sing oh

Sing yeh

Memories of

Sing whoa

Sing oh

Sing yeh

Memories of Soweto

Sing whoa

Sing oh

Sing yeh

Memories of

Sing whoa

Sing oh

Sing yeh

Memories of Soweto

What our memories in times of

Inspired I exemplify

From London to Soweto

A street soul in the ghetto

Back from the West Indies

When I’m in the city let my mind echo

Memories of Soweto

And anywhere that we go

I’m letting you know

The walk of a street soul

What our memories in times of

Inspired I exemplify

Mumma let me kill this song for you

After all these years this is Uhuru

What our memories in times of

Inspired I exemplify

Mumma let me kill this song for you

After all these years this is Uhuru