#Americans #Blacks
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
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
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
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
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
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,
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 —
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders
