#Americans #Blacks
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun—
Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry—go—round, Mister, cause I want to ride? Down South where I come from White and colored
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,
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
I woke up this mornin’ ’Bout half-past three. All the womens in town Was gathered round me. Sweet gals was a-moanin’,
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
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
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
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…
