Boarding the plane bound for Wurzburg, Germany
Bags in her hand and a ticket in another, Grandma left
Not a one "fare thee well, mama, and Godspeed"
No place to stay, nowhere to go
Stuck in a home away from home
I don't want a foster family, no
I want my mama -- so, leave me alone
I'd never forget that Halloween
Everybody I knew went out, craving for the sweets
For hours, I was alone and sullen
'Till everyone came back with their rewarding treats
One day, right after the holiday,
A busy expression on his face, Ray approached me
"You're going to a foster family," he said.
"Hell no, I refuse -- they ain't my family and never would be"
Maureen was her name; American-African was her race
I didn't like her at all 'till I met her dog
Dija, Dija Voo -- you're in the Lord's good grace
Lord knows I loved you so -- your curly coat, your smile, and all
Dija, Dija Voo -- hadn't I met her yet
I probably wouldn't be alive
Or in a point of pain where I cannot bear it
And lose all faith and hope to survive
She protected me in a struggle of power
Biting Maureen's leg as she choked me
Guarding the door whenever I took a shower
By my side, on the bed, she slept with me
After a ride in the night with sirens blaring
One'd think about their families, I thought of Dija
Hoping she's okay -- but, in reality, she was dying
Brutally put to sleep for revenge, Maureen saying, "See ya"
I'm sorry, Voo-forgive me
I loved you, too-believe me
I lived for you-relieve me
Good-bye, Voo...