Luyện nghe bài hát Anne Braden

What Ive since is
That it is a painful process
But it is not
Its the deliberation

That what really happened in the
Was that country took just the first step
Toward admittin that it had been wrong on
And creativity burst out in all

From the color of the in Sunday songs
To the hatred they all the youngsters on
Once upon a in this country, long ago
She knew was somethin wrong

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

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

lastin impressions
Adolescences comforts
She never things 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 the legalized lynchin of Mr. Willie McGee
But they couldnt stop it, so, they
That theyd talk to the governor about what and say
Were tired of used as an excuse to kill black men

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

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

She always knew was somethin 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 that I was on the other side

Imagine the world youre standin within
All of neighbors and family friends
How would you facin the fact
The on their hands was tainted with sin?

She faced every day
In people she saw on a basis
People she in several cases
People she knew were racist

It was painful but she never lovin them
Never stopped their names
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 continues today, the of a Southerner
of the other America

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

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

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