#AmericanWriters
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise
When the old junk man Death Comes to gather up our bodies And toss them into the sack of obl… I wonder if he will find The corpse of a white multi—millio…
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
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
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…
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun—
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
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 —
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,