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Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening
Being walkers with the dawn and mo… Walkers with the sun and morning, We are not afraid of night, Nor days of gloom, Nor darkness—
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry—go—round, Mister, cause I want to ride? Down South where I come from White and colored
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…