Zora - Olu Dara

Zora, I’m so sad

Zora, I heard they ran you out of Harlem

I feel so sad, so bad, yeah

I heard you cleaning for a man who owns a paper mill

Down in Edenville

Zora, write me a letter, child

Tell me where my baby sugar is

She’s a good friend of yours

And I know you know where she is

(You know, you know where she is)

Zora, Zora

She took my keys, all three keys, lord

Somebody said she was livin' overseas

So please

Write me a letter, write me a story

Write me something

Tell me where my baby sugar is

Where my baby sugar be

She took the keys to my kitchen

You know I like to eat

She took the keys to my children

I don’t know where they be

She took the key to my bedroom

And I just can’t go to sleep

Zora, Zora

Zora, where my baby sugar be?

Baby please, write me a story and tell me

Where my baby sugar is