black blues in america flat
Each day the sun yawned
I tried to be a good American
Oh, each day the sun yawned
I tried to be a good American
Dey gotta a noose aroun' my soul
Can't they see the flag in this hand
America would love me
If I straightened my hair
Oh America say she love me,
So, I straightened my hair
Still won't stand close enough to touch
‘Cause the skin I'm in, ain't that fair
Dance to the beat
Step in star-spangled time
You gotta dance to the beat
I say, step in star-spangled time
Did a shuffle on sore feet
Why y'all actin' like I committed a crime
Lumps runnin' ‘cross my head
From bumpin' on the glass ceiling
Oh, I got lumps bleedin' ‘cross my head
From bumpin' on the glass ceiling
Mind tired and soul caught in limbo
Negroes grinnin' and schemin', I'm leaving
I did the breast stroke in a bottle
Can't feel today tomorrow is numb
I did the breast stroke down in a bottle
Can't feel today tomorrow is numb
Somebody throw the coroner's cover
The river's bottom sure to come
Tired of living life inside exclusion
Need to find truth and sojourn on
Tired of living life inside exclusion
Need to find truth and sojourn on
This life will leave you in pieces
The Black man's burden heavy as a ton
Now the Afrikan looking from inside
Is alright wid' me
Don't you know the Afrikan looking from inside
Is alright wid' me
Tried too long to be this perfect citizen
Can't get freer lovin' who you meant to be
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