#AmericanWriters
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
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—
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
Let’s go see Old Abe Sitting in the marble and the moon… Sitting lonely in the marble and t… Quiet for ten thousand centuries,… Quiet for a million, million years…
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
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…
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
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
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