#AmericanWriters
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da… I built my hut near the Congo and…
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
I was so sick last night I Didn’t hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn’t know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
