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 took just the first step Toward admittin that it had wrong on race And creativity out in all directions
the color of the faces in Sunday songs To the hatred raised all the youngsters on Once upon a time in country, long ago She knew there was somethin
Because the song yellow, red, black, and white Everyone precious in the of Christ But about the daughter of the woman cleanin their house Wasnt she a child they were singin
And if Jesus loves us black and white Why didn't her white mother invite in? When did it become a room for no blacks to in? How did she already know not to ask the
Left impressions Adolescences comforts She never thought things ever change But she always there was somethin wrong
She always knew was somethin wrong She always knew was somethin wrong
Years later she herself Mississippi bound To stop the legalized lynchin of Mr. Willie McGee But they couldnt it, so, they thought theyd talk to the governor about what happened and say Were tired of bein used as an to kill black men
But the wouldnt let em past And these women struck em as uppity So, they hauled em all off to And they called it custody
Then from her cell she heard her jailers about outsiders When she him out and said she was from the South They shouted, Why is a nice lady Makin trouble for the
She said, I guess I'm not your of lady And I guess I'm not your type of But you call me traitor, well, its plainest just to say I was a in Mississippi but I'm ashamed of it today
She knew there was somethin wrong She knew there was somethin wrong She always knew was somethin wrong She always knew there was wrong
And all of a I realized that I was on the other side
Imagine the that youre standin within All of neighbors and family friends How would you cope the fact The flesh on their hands was with sin?
She faced every day In people she saw on a regular People she loved in cases People she knew incredibly racist
It was painful but she never stopped them Never stopped callin their And she never stopped a Southern woman And she stopped fightin 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 America
She always knew there was somethin She always knew there was wrong She knew there was somethin wrong She knew there was somethin wrong
What you win in the immediate is Is compared to the effort you put into it But if you see as a part Of total movement to build a new world You what cathedral you're buildin you put your stone in
You do have a You don't have to be a part of the world of the You can the other America is an other America