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How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
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
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…
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
When Susanna Jones wears red her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumphets, J… When Susanna Jones wears red
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…
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…