Sister coming up the walkway… dressed down in her braids
Brothers with their Afro’s… taking center stage
Watching as this culture… slowly comes of age…
With a mind of its own…
Mother’s out in the yard hanging up her clothes
Father’s playing with the kids… keeping them on the go
The neighborhood is feeding… on the heart of its Soul…
And it’s where my feelings live…
Chorus (Cause) I love my people…
The way they let it go… on the dance floor
Ain’t nobody gonna do it like us… No… I’m lovin’ my people
(Said) I love my people…
Soul from the stove… straight to the kitchen table
My heart’s full of love… Spirit’s in the flow… I’m lovin’ my people
Teachers in the classrooms… giving up the love…
Supported by a mom and dad… who want that special touch
Little acts of kindness… prove to mean so much…
When we live what we know…
The kitchen pots are banging… smell of Soul Food fills the air
You walk past a neighbor’s house… wishing (you had) dinner there
Better times for living… when people seemed to care
‘Bout that place where they grow… (Take Chorus)
Folks gathering at the church… early Sunday morn…
Openly they sing and praise… and Gospel music’s born
God gave us love enough… with spirit free to run…
Why not learn to treat ourselves… like we’re the chosen one’s
Call me… let me know… how your life is doing good
Tell me how the blessings flow… through the neighborhood
Share with me that special time… of feelings understood…
In that place we call home… (Take Chorus)
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