You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!

From Christ to Ghandi Appears this truth— St. Francis of Assisi Proves it, too: Goodness becomes grandeur

When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself

'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!

Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—

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…

Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill

You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.

Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment