Mike Hicks - Miss Josie

It's the story of Miss Josie
Early 1900s
No certificate of birth
So we say 19-0-something
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

See, the south that she grew up in
Was oppressive, it was cruel
Fighting Jim Crow laws and rules
She would never finish school
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

To endure a life of fighting
The cotton fields equipped her
She would pray to learn to real
Just so she could study Scriptures
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

Working endlessly for years
Doing all that she was able
Keeping collard greens and cornbread
Sweet potatoes on the table
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

While her kids were off at school
She'd get down on all fours
For little money cleaning toilets
For little change, scrubbing floors
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

She would never go on welfare
But she would never lack
She would make clothes for her children
Out of fertilizer sacks
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

She worked hard for her family
And she gave all that she had
Always reaching in that purse
Pulling out some peppermints and a little bit of cash
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

See, those hands of hers would work
Cooking, cleaning everyday
So that the hands of her grandson
Could sit right here today and play
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love

See her body would grow weary
Her spirit remained strong
And though my Lord called her home
Her legacy will live on
Miss Josie
Miss Josie
Miss Josie
You are my story of love

You are my story of love

Written by:
Michael Hicks

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