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Anne Braden
作词:Stephen Malloy Brackett, Andy Guerrero, Jamie Laurie, Kenny Ortiz, Mackenzie Roberts, Jesse Walker
What I've realized since is That it is a very painful process But it is not destructive It's the world deliberation
That what really happened in the '60s Was that this country took just the first step Toward admittin' that it had been wrong on race And creativity burst out in all directions
From the color of the faces in Sunday songs To the hatred they raised all the youngsters on Once upon a time in this country, long ago She knew there was somethin' wrong
Because the song said yellow, red, black, and white Everyone precious in the path of Christ But what about the daughter of the woman cleanin' their house Wasn't she a child they were singin' about?
And if Jesus loves us black and white skin Why didn't her white mother invite them in? When did it become a room for no blacks to step in? How did she already know not to ask the question?
Left lastin' impressions Adolescence's comforts gone She never thought things would ever change But she always knew there was somethin' wrong
She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong
Years later she found herself Mississippi bound To help stop the legalized lynchin' of Mr. Willie McGee But they couldn't stop it, so, they thought That they'd talk to the governor about what happened and say ‽Were tired of bein' used as an excuse to kill black menâ€
But the cops wouldn't let â€~em past And these women they struck â€~em as uppity So, they hauled â€~em all off to jail And they called it protective custody
Then from her cell she heard her jailers grumblin' about outsiders When she called him out and said she was from the South They shouted, ‽Why is a nice Southern lady Makin' trouble for the governor?â€
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 She said, ‽I guess I'm not your type of lady And I guess I'm not your type of Southerner But before you call me traitor, well, it's plainest just to say I was a child in Mississippi but I'm ashamed of it todayâ€
She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong
And all of a sudden I realized that I was on the other side
Imagine the world that you're standin' within All of your neighbors and family friends How would you cope facin' the fact The flesh on their hands was tainted with sin?
She faced this every day In people she saw on a regular basis People she loved in several cases People she knew were incredibly racist
It was painful but she never stopped lovin' them Never stopped callin' their names And she never stopped bein' a Southern woman And she never stopped fightin' for change
And she saw that her struggle was in the tradition Of ancestors never aware of her It continues today, the soul of a Southerner Born of the other America
She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong She always knew there was somethin' wrong
What you win in the immediate battles is Is little compared to the effort you put into it But if you see that as a part Of this total movement to build a new world You know what cathedral you're buildin' When you put your stone in
You do have a choice You don't have to be a part of the world of the lynchers You can join the other America There is an other America
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