What Ive realized is That it is a painful process But it is not Its the world
That what really happened in the Was that this country took the first step Toward admittin that it had been on race And creativity out in all directions
From the color of the faces in Sunday To the hatred raised all the youngsters on Once a time in this country, long ago She knew there was somethin
Because the song yellow, red, black, and white Everyone in the path of Christ But what about the daughter of the woman cleanin house Wasnt she a child they were about?
And if Jesus loves us black and white Why didn't her white mother invite in? When did it become a for no blacks to step in? How did she know not to ask the question?
lastin impressions Adolescences gone She never thought would ever change But she always knew there was somethin
She always there was somethin wrong She always knew there was somethin
Years later she found Mississippi bound To help stop the lynchin of Mr. Willie McGee But couldnt stop it, so, they thought That theyd to the governor about what happened and say Were tired of bein used as an excuse to kill men
But the wouldnt let em past And women they struck em as uppity So, hauled em all off to jail And they it protective custody
Then from her she heard her jailers grumblin about outsiders When she called him out and said she was from the shouted, Why is a nice Southern lady Makin for the governor?
She said, I guess I'm not your of lady And I I'm not your type of Southerner But you call me traitor, well, its plainest just to say I was a in Mississippi but I'm ashamed of it today
She always knew there was wrong She always there was somethin wrong She always knew there was somethin She always knew there was somethin
And all of a sudden I realized I was on the other side
Imagine the world youre standin within All of your neighbors and friends How you cope facin the fact The flesh on their was tainted with sin?
She this every day In people she saw on a basis People she loved in several People she knew were incredibly
It was but she never stopped lovin them Never stopped callin their And she never stopped a Southern woman And she stopped fightin for change
And she saw that her struggle was in the Of ancestors aware of her It today, the soul of a Southerner of the other America
She always knew there was wrong She always knew there was somethin She always knew there was somethin She always there 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 total movement to build a new You know what you're buildin When you put your in
You do a choice You don't have to be a of the world of the lynchers You can join the other There is an other