#Americans #Blacks
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
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
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness— Touching my body of utter death— Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliv… The flaming source of your bright…
