What Ive since is That it is a very process But it is not Its the world
what really happened in the '60s Was that this country took just the first Toward admittin that it had been wrong on And creativity out in all directions
From the color of the faces in songs To the hatred they raised all the on upon a time in this country, long ago She there was somethin wrong
the song said yellow, red, black, and white Everyone precious in the of Christ But what about the daughter of the cleanin their house Wasnt she a child were singin about?
And if Jesus loves us black and white Why didn't her white mother invite in? When did it become a room for no to step in? How did she already not to ask the question?
lastin impressions Adolescences comforts She never thought things ever change But she knew there was somethin wrong
She always knew was somethin wrong She always knew there was somethin
Years later she found herself Mississippi To help the legalized lynchin of Mr. Willie McGee But they couldnt stop it, so, they That theyd talk to the governor about what and say Were of bein used as an excuse to kill black men
But the wouldnt let em past And these women they struck em as So, they hauled em all off to And they called it custody
Then her cell she heard her jailers grumblin about outsiders she called him out and said she was from the South They shouted, Why is a Southern lady trouble for the governor?
She said, I guess I'm not type of lady And I I'm not your type of Southerner But before you call me traitor, well, its plainest to say I was a in Mississippi but I'm ashamed of it today
She knew there was somethin wrong She always knew there was wrong She always knew there was wrong She always knew there was somethin
And all of a sudden I realized I was on the other side
Imagine the that youre standin within All of your neighbors and family How would you cope facin the The flesh on their hands was with sin?
She faced this day In people she saw on a regular People she in several cases People she knew incredibly racist
It was painful but she never lovin them Never stopped callin names And she stopped bein a Southern woman And she never stopped for change
And she saw her struggle was in the tradition Of ancestors never of her It continues today, the soul of a Born of the America
She always knew was somethin wrong She always knew there was somethin She always knew was somethin wrong She always knew there was somethin
What you win in the immediate is Is little to the effort you put into it But if you see as a part Of this total movement to build a new You know what cathedral buildin When you put your in
You do a choice You have to be a part of the world of the lynchers You can the other America is an other America