When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar

When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself

Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill

Being walkers with the dawn and mo… Walkers with the sun and morning, We are not afraid of night, Nor days of gloom, Nor darkness—

From Christ to Ghandi Appears this truth— St. Francis of Assisi Proves it, too: Goodness becomes grandeur

I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind

I’m all alone in this world, she s… Ain’t got nobody to share my bed, Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand— The truth of the matter’s I ain’t got no man.

To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening