#Americans #Blacks
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
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
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…
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
My old man’s a white old man And my old mother’s black. If ever I cursed my white old man I take my curses back. If ever I cursed my black old mot…
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
Let’s go see Old Abe Sitting in the marble and the moon… Sitting lonely in the marble and t… Quiet for ten thousand centuries,… Quiet for a million, million years…
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
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 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