#AmericanWriters
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…
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
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
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are doors of paper Dust of dingy atoms Blows a scratchy sound. Amorphous jack—o’—Lanterns caper
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
