#Americans #Blacks
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
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
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
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.
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
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—
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
