What Ive since is That it is a painful process But it is not Its the world
That what really happened in the Was that this took just the first step Toward admittin that it had been on race And burst out in all directions
From the color of the faces in songs To the hatred they raised all the on Once a time in this country, long ago She knew was somethin wrong
Because the song yellow, red, black, and white Everyone in the path of Christ But what the daughter of the woman cleanin their house Wasnt she a child were singin about?
And if loves us black and white skin Why didn't her white mother invite in? When did it become a room for no to step in? How did she already know not to ask the
lastin impressions Adolescences comforts She never thought would ever change But she knew there was somethin wrong
She always knew was somethin wrong She always there was somethin wrong
Years later she found Mississippi bound To help stop the legalized lynchin of Mr. Willie But couldnt stop it, so, they thought That theyd talk to the governor about happened and say Were tired of bein used as an excuse to kill men
But the cops let em past And women they struck em as uppity So, they em all off to jail And they it protective custody
Then from her cell she her jailers grumblin about outsiders she called him out and said she was from the South They shouted, Why is a Southern lady trouble for the governor?
She said, I guess I'm not your of lady And I guess I'm not your type of But before you me traitor, well, its plainest just to say I was a child in Mississippi but I'm of it today
She knew there was somethin wrong She knew there was somethin wrong She always knew was somethin wrong She always knew was somethin wrong
And all of a sudden I that I was on the other side
Imagine the world that youre within All of your neighbors and family How you cope facin the fact The flesh on hands was tainted with sin?
She faced every day In people she saw on a regular People she loved in cases People she knew were racist
It was painful but she never stopped them Never stopped their names And she never stopped bein a woman And she never fightin for change
And she saw her struggle was in the tradition Of ancestors never of her It continues today, the soul of a Born of the other
She always there was somethin wrong She always knew there was wrong She always there was somethin wrong She always knew there was somethin
What you win in the immediate is Is little compared to the you put into it But if you see that as a Of total movement to build a new world You know what cathedral 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