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You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:
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
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
Oh, silver tree! Oh, shining rivers of the soul! In a Harlem cabaret Six long—headed jazzers play. A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
My old mule, He’s gota grin on his face. He’s been a mule so long He’s forgotten about his race. I’m like that old mule —
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
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
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…