April Rain Song
Let the rain kiss you / Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain kiss you / Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
It was a long time ago. / I have almost forgotten my dream.
By what sends / the white kids
My old man's a white old man / And my old mother's black.
When I get to be a composer / I'm gonna write me some music about
Democracy will not come / Today, this year
I know I am / The Negro Problem
What happens to a dream deferred? / Does it dry up
To fling my arms wide / In some place of the sun,
Hold fast to dreams / For if dreams die
It's such a / Bore
I, too, sing America. / I am the darker brother.
I could take the Harlem night / and wrap around you,
I went down to the river, / I set down on the bank.
Love / Is a ripe plum
I worked for a woman, / She wasn't mean--
You say I O.K.ed / LONG DISTANCE?
COLORED CHILD AT CARNIVAL / Where is the Jim Crow section
Because my mouth / Is wide with laughter
Well, son, I'll tell you: / Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.