Luyện nghe bài hát Anne Braden

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

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

From the color of the faces in Sunday
To the hatred they all the youngsters on
Once a time in this country, long ago
She knew there was somethin

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

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

Left impressions
Adolescences comforts
She never thought things would ever
But she always there was somethin wrong

She knew there 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 stop it, so, thought
That theyd talk to the about what happened and say
Were tired of bein as an excuse to kill black 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 cell she heard her grumblin about outsiders
she called him out and said she was from the South
They shouted, Why is a 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 me traitor, well, its plainest just to say
I was a child in but I'm ashamed of it today

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

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

Imagine the that youre standin within
All of your neighbors and friends
How would you cope the fact
The flesh on their hands was tainted sin?

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

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

And she saw that her struggle was in the
Of ancestors aware of her
It continues today, the soul of a
of the other America

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

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

You do have a
You don't have to be a part of the of the lynchers
You can join the America
There is an other