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Ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweaters Ain't got no perfume, ain't got no beard Ain't got no mind Ain't got no mother, ain't got no culture Ain't got no friends, ain't got no schooling Ain't got no love, ain't got no name Ain't got no ticket, ain't got no token Ain't got no God What have I got? Why am I alive anyway? Yeah, what have I got? Nobody can take away I got my hair, I got my head I got my brains, I got my ears I got my eyes, I got my nose I got my mouth, I got my smile I got my tongue, I got my chin I got my neck, I got my boobs I got my heart, I got my soul I got my back, I got my sex I got my arms, I got my hands I got my fingers, Got my legs I got my feet, I got my toes I got my liver, Got my blood I've got life, I've got my freedom I've got the life I got a headache, and toothache, And bad times too like you, I got my hair, I got my head I got my brains, I got my ears I got my eyes, I got my nose I got my mouth, I got my smile I got my tongue, I got my chin I got my neck, I got my boobies I got my heart, I got my soul I got my back, I got my sex I got my arms, I got my hands I got my fingers, Got my legs I got my feet, I got my toes I got my liver, Got my blood I've got life, I've got my freedom I've got life, I'm gonna keep it I've got life, I'm gonna keep it |
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| 2:38 |
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TO LOVE SOMEBODY
(1967) robin gibb, barry gibb There' a light A certain kind of light It's never shown on me I want my whole life to be Lived with you Lived with you There's a way Everybody say Do each and every little thing What good does it bring If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you You don't know What it's like Baby you don't know What it's like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you In my brain See your face again I know my frame of mind You ain't got to be so blind And I'm blind so blind But I'm a woman Can't you see what I am I live and breathe for you What good does it do If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you Say you don't know What it's like Baby you don't know what it's like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you Oh'a, you don't know What it's like Baby you don't know What it's like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you |
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| 3. |
| 3:16 |
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One more
Sunday in Savannah Hear the whole creation shoutin' Praise the Lord See them flinging out the banner While the congregation says amen Young folk Tendin' Sunday School They sing merrilly 'bout the golden rule Horse sense preaching all the day They all hollar in the righteous way It's time for me to call on Mother Hannah While she sits there wishing for her last reward One more Sunday in Savannah One more Sunday in Atlanta It's the same thing Same feeling Don't ya dare Go fishin' son Amen |
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| 4. |
| 6:53 |
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Lyrics to Mississippi Goddam!
Nina Simone, 1963 Mississippi Goddam (Nina Simone) The name of this tune is Mississippi Goddam And I mean every word of it Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam Can't you see it Can't you feel it It's all in the air I can't stand the pressure much longer Somebody say a prayer Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam This is a show tune But the show hasn't been written for it, yet Hound dogs on my trail School children sitting in jail Black cat cross my path I think every day's gonna be my last Lord have mercy on this land of mine We all gonna get it in due time I don't belong here I don't belong there I've even stopped believing in prayer Don't tell me I tell you Me and my people just about due I've been there so I know They keep on saying "Go slow!" But that's just the trouble "do it slow" Washing the windows "do it slow" Picking the cotton "do it slow" You're just plain rotten "do it slow" You're too damn lazy "do it slow" The thinking's crazy "do it slow" Where am I going What am I doing I don't know I don't know Just try to do your very best Stand up be counted with all the rest For everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam I made you thought I was kiddin' Picket lines School boy cots They try to say it's a communist plot All I want is equality for my sister my brother my people and me Yes you lied to me all these years You told me to wash and clean my ears And talk real fine just like a lady And you'd stop calling me Sister Sadie Oh but this whole country is full of lies You're all gonna die and die like flies I don't trust you any more You keep on saying "Go slow!" "Go slow!" But that's just the trouble "do it slow" Desegregation "do it slow" Mass participation "do it slow" Reunification "do it slow" Do things gradually "do it slow" But bring more tragedy "do it slow" Why don't you see it Why don't you feel it I don't know I don't know You don't have to live next to me Just give me my equality Everybody knows about Mississippi Everybody knows about Alabama Everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam That's it! |
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To be young, gifted and black,
Oh what a lovely precious dream To be young, gifted and black, Open your heart to what I mean In the whole world you know There are billion boys and girls Who are young, gifted and black, And that's a fact! Young, gifted and black We must begin to tell our young There's a world waiting for you This is a quest that's just begun When you feel really low Yeah, there's a great truth you should know When you're young, gifted and black Your soul's intact Young, gifted and black How I long to know the truth There are times when I look back And I am haunted by my youth Oh but my joy of today Is that we can all be proud to say To be young, gifted and black Is where it's at |
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| 3:34 |
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(Refrain)
Here comes the sun Little darlin, here comes the sun I say, its all right, its all right (Repeat 1) Little Darlin its been a long cold and lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here (Refrain) Little darlin the smiles have returned to the faces now little darlin it seems like years since you've been here Little darlin its been a long cold lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here Here somes the sun, arent you glad to see it, I say its all right Here comes the sun little darlin, I say Its alright Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun I say Little Darlin, it seems like years since you've been here Little darlin here comes the sun, its all right You can come on out |
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| 4:19 |
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Suzanne takes you down to her place BY (near) the river
You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night FOREVER (beside her) And you know that she's half crazy AND (But) that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her (then) She gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. NOW (And) Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind 'CAUSE (And) you think maybe you('ll) CAN trust him 'CAUSE (For) he's touched your perfect body with his mind. Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look BETWEEN (Among) the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning, LEANING out for love And they will lean that way forever |
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| 3:01 |
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Darling, you always needed
And your tenderness is needed too And it seems that I'm never tired Loving you, loving you, oh oh Never was a feeling stronger Aching for the sweet things you do And it seems that I'm never tired loving you Should the mountains crumble to ashes And the rain should cease to fall And if the river stopped its flowing You'd still be my all in all And if the clouds cover the sky So the sunlight won't come through Then I will never, never, never, never, never, Never, tire loving you |
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| 11. |
| 4:48 |
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Bob Dylan
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Easter time too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When you're down on rue morgue avenue They got some hungry women there And they really make a mess out of you Now if you see Saint Annie Please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don't have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend my doctor Won't even say what it is I have got Sweet Melinda The peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English And she invites you up into her room And you're so kind And careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on housing project hill It's either fortune or fame You must pick one or the other Though neither of them Are to be what they claim If you're looking to get silly You better go back from where you came Because the cops don't need you And man they expect the same Now all the authorities They just stand around and boast Hew they blackmailed the sergeant at arms Into leaving his post And picking up angel who Just arrived here from the coast Who looked so fine at first But left looking like a ghost I started out on burgundy But soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they'd stand behind me When the game got rough But the joke was on me There was nobody even there to bluff I'm going back to New York City I do believe I've had enough |
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| 5:15 |
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You're nothing but a dirty, dirty old man
You do your thinking with a one track mind Keep talkin' about heaven glory but On your face is a different story Clean up your rap your story's getting dusty Wash out your mouth Your lies are getting rusty Can't believe nothing you say 'Cause I'm around and I see what you do You know you're funkIER THAN a mosquito's tweeter You gotta mouth like a herd of boll weevils Same old game, same old thing You never changed Always rappin 'bout the same old thing I got something to tell ya I got something to tell you baby But you ain't hip to baby Blowin' minds is a thing of the past You blew your chance that's why you never last You want to be a graduate mother But in reality just another brother You think you slick but could Stand a lot of greasing The things you do ain't never really pleasin' Can't believe nothin' you say 'Cause I'm around and I see what you do You know you funkIER THAN a mosquito's tweeter You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils Same old game, same old thing A...lways rappin 'bout the same old thing You beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful You put yourself upon a big stool Nothin' worse than an educated fool Talkin' sex is your favorite conversation But peace and love is a famous generation What's in your head has really started showing Your conversation gettin' kinda boring Can't believe nothin' you say 'Cause I'm around and I see what you do You know you funkIER THAN a mosquito's tweeter You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils Same old game, same old game Same old thing you never change Same old game, same old thing Always rappin' 'bout the same old thing |
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| 5:46 |
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I want a little sugar
In my bowl I want a little sweetness Down in my soul I could stand some lovin' Oh so bad I feel so funny and I feel so sad I want a little steam On my clothes Maybe I can fix things up So they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I need some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar in my bowl You been acting different I've been told Soothe me I want some sugar in my bowl I want some steam On my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I want some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar hmmm In my bowl. |
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| 3:08 |
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I wish I knew how
It would feel to be free I wish I could break All the chains holding me I wish I could say All the things that I should to say Say 'em loud say 'em clear For the whole round world to hear I wish I could share All the love that's in my heart Remove all the bars That keep us apart I wish you could know What it means to be me Then you'd see and agree Everyone should be free I wish I could give All I'm longin' to give I wish I could live Like I'm longin' to live I wish I could do All the things that I can do Though I'm way overdue I'd be starting anew. I wish I could be like a bird in the sky How sweet it would be If I found out I could fly I'd soar to the sun And look down at the sea And I sing 'cause I know |
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