#AmericanWriters
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
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
My old mule, He’s gota grin on his face. He’s been a mule so long He’s forgotten about his race. I’m like that old mule —
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...