Luyện nghe bài hát Anne Braden

What Ive realized is
That it is a very painful
But it is not
Its the deliberation

what really happened in the '60s
Was that this country just the first step
Toward that it had been wrong on race
And burst out in all directions

From the of the faces in Sunday songs
To the hatred raised all the youngsters on
Once upon a time in this country, ago
She there was somethin wrong

the song said yellow, red, black, and white
Everyone precious in the path of
But what about the daughter of the cleanin their house
Wasnt she a child were singin about?

And if Jesus loves us black and white
Why didn't her white mother them in?
When did it become a room for no to step in?
How did she already not to ask the question?

Left lastin
Adolescences gone
She never thought would ever change
But she knew there was somethin wrong

She always knew was somethin wrong
She always knew there was wrong

Years later she herself Mississippi bound
To stop the legalized lynchin of Mr. Willie McGee
But couldnt stop it, so, they thought
That talk to the governor about what happened and say
Were tired of bein used as an excuse to black men

But the wouldnt let em past
And these they struck em as uppity
So, they hauled em all off to
And they called it protective

Then from her cell she heard her grumblin about outsiders
When she called him out and said she was the South
shouted, Why is a nice Southern lady
Makin for the governor?

She said, I I'm not your type of lady
And I guess I'm not type of Southerner
But before you call me traitor, well, its plainest to say
I was a child in but I'm ashamed of it today

She always knew there was somethin
She knew there was somethin wrong
She always there was somethin wrong
She always there was somethin wrong

And all of a sudden I that I was on the other side

the world that youre standin within
All of your neighbors and family
How would you cope facin the
The on their hands was tainted with sin?

She faced this day
In people she saw on a regular
she loved in several cases
People she were incredibly racist

It was painful but she never lovin them
stopped callin their names
And she never stopped a Southern woman
And she never stopped for change

And she saw her struggle was in the tradition
Of ancestors never of her
It continues today, the of a Southerner
Born of the other

She always knew there was wrong
She knew there was somethin wrong
She always knew was somethin wrong
She always knew was somethin wrong

you win in the immediate battles is
Is little to the effort you put into it
But if you see that as a
Of this movement to build a new world
You know what cathedral you're
you put your stone in

You do a choice
You have to be a part of the world of the lynchers
You can the other America
is an other America