Civil Right Songs “I had spent many years pursuing excellence, because that is what classical music is all about. Now it was dedicated to freedom, and

Civil Right SongsCivil Right Songs“I had spent many years pursuing

excellence, because that is what classical music is all about. Now it was dedicated to

freedom, and that was far more important.”

Nina Simone

Essential QuestionsEssential Questions

What impact do songs have on social What impact do songs have on social movements? movements?

What is the historical context in which What is the historical context in which these songs are written and these songs are written and performed?performed?

What makes a song effective in a What makes a song effective in a cause? cause?

Role of MusicRole of Music

Music has been used to lift the Music has been used to lift the spirits of poor, oppressed and rebels.spirits of poor, oppressed and rebels.

Music has been used to communicate Music has been used to communicate the ideas of change and protest.the ideas of change and protest.

From different historical eras from From different historical eras from slavery, The Great Depression, Civil slavery, The Great Depression, Civil Rights Movement and Vietnam, Rights Movement and Vietnam, individuals have shared their individuals have shared their opinions of injustice.opinions of injustice.

Shirley Verrett sings “Oh FreedomShirley Verrett sings “Oh Freedom””

She was born on May 31, 1931 She was born on May 31, 1931 and passed on November 5, and passed on November 5, 2010.2010.

She was an opera singer who She was an opera singer who performed at the Met in New performed at the Met in New York City, Italy and France.York City, Italy and France.

At times, she was not allowed to At times, she was not allowed to sing in opera houses because sing in opera houses because she was black.she was black.

Through her career, she fought Through her career, she fought racial discrimination. racial discrimination.

Oh freedom, oh freedom, oh freedom Oh freedom, oh freedom, oh freedom over meover meAfter awhile, and before I'd be a slave I'll After awhile, and before I'd be a slave I'll be buried in my gravebe buried in my graveAnd go home to my Lord and be freeAnd go home to my Lord and be free

No more mourning, no more mourning, No more mourning, no more mourning, no more mourning over me when I am no more mourning over me when I am freefreeAnd before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried in And before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried in a my gravea my graveAnd I go home to my Lord and be freeAnd I go home to my Lord and be free

No more crying, no more dying, Lord, no No more crying, no more dying, Lord, no more crying over me, and I am freemore crying over me, and I am freeAnd before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried And before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried deep in a my gravedeep in a my graveAnd I go home to my Lord and be freeAnd I go home to my Lord and be free

Oh sweet freedom, oh sweet freedom, Oh sweet freedom, oh sweet freedom, oh sweet freedom over meoh sweet freedom over meAnd before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried And before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried in a my gravein a my graveAnd I will go home to my Lord and be And I will go home to my Lord and be freefree

Sam Cooke “King of Soul”Sam Cooke “King of Soul”

He was born on He was born on January 22, 1931 in January 22, 1931 in Clarksdale, Clarksdale, Mississippi. He died Mississippi. He died at the age of 33.at the age of 33.

He was a gospel He was a gospel singer and crossed singer and crossed over to pop.over to pop.

He was killed in 1964 He was killed in 1964 by a hotel manager.by a hotel manager.

““A Change Is Gonna Come”A Change Is Gonna Come” I was born by the river in a little I was born by the river in a little

tenttentAnd just like that river I've been And just like that river I've been running ever sincerunning ever sinceIt's been a long time comingIt's been a long time comingBut I know a change is gonna But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it willcome, oh yes it will

It's been too hard living, but I'm It's been too hard living, but I'm afraid to dieafraid to dieCos I don't know what's out Cos I don't know what's out there beyond the skythere beyond the skyIt's been a long, a long time It's been a long, a long time comingcomingBut I know a change is gonna But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it willcome, oh yes it will

I go to the movieI go to the movieAnd I go down townAnd I go down townsomebody keep telling me don't somebody keep telling me don't hang aroundhang aroundIts been along time comingIts been along time comingBut I know a change is gonna But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it willcome, oh yes it will

Then I go to my brotherThen I go to my brotherAnd I say brother help me pleaseAnd I say brother help me pleaseBut he winds up knockin' meBut he winds up knockin' meBack down on my kneesBack down on my knees

There were times when I thought There were times when I thought I couldn't last for longI couldn't last for longBut now I think I'm able to carry But now I think I'm able to carry ononIt's been a long, a long time It's been a long, a long time comingcomingBut I know a change gone come, But I know a change gone come, oh yes it will oh yes it will

““This Little Light of Mine” Sung by Sam CookeThis Little Light of Mine” Sung by Sam Cooke

AmenAmen

This little light of mineThis little light of mineI'm going to let it shineI'm going to let it shine

This little light of mineThis little light of mineI'm going to let it shineI'm going to let it shine

This little light of mine,This little light of mine,I'm going to let it shine,I'm going to let it shine,Let it shineLet it shineLet it shine to show my loveLet it shine to show my love

Everywhere I go I'm gonna let it shineEverywhere I go I'm gonna let it shineEverywhere I go I'm gonna let it shineEverywhere I go I'm gonna let it shineEverywhere I go I'm gonna let it shineEverywhere I go I'm gonna let it shineI let it shine to show my loveI let it shine to show my love

Even in my home I'm gonna let is Even in my home I'm gonna let is shineshineI let it shine to show my loveI let it shine to show my love

When I see my neighbor coming I'm When I see my neighbor coming I'm gonna let it shinegonna let it shine

AmenAmen

Nina Simone "High Priestess of Soul"Nina Simone "High Priestess of Soul" She was born on She was born on

February 21, 1933 and February 21, 1933 and died on April 21, 2003.died on April 21, 2003.

She attended Julliard She attended Julliard for one year but ran for one year but ran out of money.out of money.

She wrote “Mississippi She wrote “Mississippi Goddam” after the Goddam” after the death of Medgar Evers death of Medgar Evers and the Birmingham and the Birmingham church bombing that church bombing that killed four young killed four young African-American girls. African-American girls.

““Four Women”Four Women” My skin is black My skin is black

My arms are long My arms are long My hair is woolly My hair is woolly My back is strong My back is strong Strong enough to take the pain Strong enough to take the pain Inflicted again and again Inflicted again and again What do they call me What do they call me My name is Aunt Sarah My name is Aunt Sarah My name is Aunt Sarah My name is Aunt Sarah Aunt Sarah Aunt Sarah

My skin is yellow My skin is yellow My hair is long My hair is long Between two worlds Between two worlds I do belong I do belong My father was rich and white My father was rich and white He forced my mother late one He forced my mother late one night night What do they call me What do they call me My name is Saffronia My name is Saffronia My name is Saffronia My name is Saffronia

My skin is tan My skin is tan My hair is fine My hair is fine My hips invite you My hips invite you My mouth like wine My mouth like wine Whose little girl am I? Whose little girl am I? Anyone who has money to Anyone who has money to buy buy What do they call me What do they call me My name is Sweet Thing My name is Sweet Thing My name is Sweet Thing My name is Sweet Thing

My skin is brown My skin is brown And my manner is tough And my manner is tough I'll kill the first mother I see I'll kill the first mother I see My life has to been rough My life has to been rough I'm awfully bitter these days I'm awfully bitter these days Because my parents were Because my parents were slaves slaves What do they call me What do they call me My name is PEACHES My name is PEACHES

"Mississippi Goddam""Mississippi Goddam" The name of this tune is Mississippi GoddamThe name of this tune is Mississippi Goddam

And I mean every word of itAnd I mean every word of it

Alabama's gotten me so upsetAlabama's gotten me so upsetTennessee made me lose my restTennessee made me lose my restAnd everybody knows about Mississippi And everybody knows about Mississippi GoddamGoddam


Can't you see itCan't you see itCan't you feel itCan't you feel itIt's all in the airIt's all in the airI can't stand the pressure much longerI can't stand the pressure much longerSomebody say a prayerSomebody say a prayer


This is a show tuneThis is a show tuneBut the show hasn't been written for it, yetBut the show hasn't been written for it, yet

Hound dogs on my trailHound dogs on my trailSchool children sitting in jailSchool children sitting in jailBlack cat cross my pathBlack cat cross my pathI think every day's gonna be my lastI think every day's gonna be my last

Lord have mercy on this land of mineLord have mercy on this land of mine We all gonna get it in due timeWe all gonna get it in due time

I don't belong hereI don't belong hereI don't belong thereI don't belong thereI've even stopped believing in prayerI've even stopped believing in prayer

Don't tell meDon't tell meI tell youI tell youMe and my people just about dueMe and my people just about dueI've been there so I knowI've been there so I knowThey keep on saying "Go slow!"They keep on saying "Go slow!"

But that's just the troubleBut that's just the trouble"do it slow""do it slow"Washing the windowsWashing the windows"do it slow""do it slow"Picking the cottonPicking the cotton"do it slow""do it slow"You're just plain rottenYou're just plain rotten"do it slow""do it slow"You're too damn lazyYou're too damn lazy"do it slow""do it slow"The thinking's crazyThe thinking's crazy"do it slow""do it slow"Where am I goingWhere am I goingWhat am I doingWhat am I doingI don't knowI don't knowI don't knowI don't know

"Mississippi Goddam""Mississippi Goddam" But that's just the troubleBut that's just the trouble

"do it slow""do it slow"DesegregationDesegregation"do it slow""do it slow"Mass participationMass participation"do it slow""do it slow"ReunificationReunification"do it slow""do it slow"Do things graduallyDo things gradually"do it slow""do it slow"But bring more tragedyBut bring more tragedy"do it slow""do it slow"Why don't you see itWhy don't you see itWhy don't you feel itWhy don't you feel itI don't knowI don't knowI don't knowI don't know

You don't have to live next to meYou don't have to live next to meJust give me my equalityJust give me my equalityEverybody knows about MississippiEverybody knows about MississippiEverybody knows about AlabamaEverybody knows about AlabamaEverybody knows about Mississippi Everybody knows about Mississippi GoddamGoddam

That's it! That's it!

Just try to do your very bestJust try to do your very bestStand up be counted with all the restStand up be counted with all the restFor everybody knows about Mississippi For everybody knows about Mississippi GoddamGoddam

I made you thought I was kiddin'I made you thought I was kiddin'

Picket linesPicket linesSchool boy cotsSchool boy cotsThey try to say it's a communist plotThey try to say it's a communist plotAll I want is equalityAll I want is equalityfor my sister my brother my people and for my sister my brother my people and meme

Yes you lied to me all these yearsYes you lied to me all these yearsYou told me to wash and clean my earsYou told me to wash and clean my earsAnd talk real fine just like a ladyAnd talk real fine just like a ladyAnd you'd stop calling me Sister SadieAnd you'd stop calling me Sister Sadie

Oh but this whole country is full of liesOh but this whole country is full of liesYou're all gonna die and die like fliesYou're all gonna die and die like fliesI don't trust you any moreI don't trust you any moreYou keep on saying "Go slow!"You keep on saying "Go slow!""Go slow!""Go slow!"

""Why? (The King of Love is Dead)"Why? (The King of Love is Dead)" Once upon this planet earth Once upon this planet earth

Lived a man humble down Lived a man humble down Preaching Love and freedom Preaching Love and freedom For his fellow man For his fellow man

He was dreaming our day He was dreaming our day Peace would come to us to stay Peace would come to us to stay And he‘d spread his message And he‘d spread his message All across the land All across the land

Turn the other cheek Turn the other cheek He’d plead He’d plead Love thy neighbor Love thy neighbor Was his creed Was his creed Pain, humiliation, death Pain, humiliation, death He did not dread He did not dread

With his bible at his side With his bible at his side From his foes he did not hide From his foes he did not hide It’s hard to think It’s hard to think That this great man is dead That this great man is dead Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah!

For the murders never cease For the murders never cease Are they men or are they beast Are they men or are they beast What do they ever hope? What do they ever hope? Ever hope to gain Ever hope to gain

Will my country Will my country For us, stand up tall For us, stand up tall Is it too late for us all? Is it too late for us all? And did Martin Luther King And did Martin Luther King Just die In Vain Just die In Vain

Cause he’d seen the mountain top Cause he’d seen the mountain top And he knew he could not stop And he knew he could not stop Always living Always living With the threat of death ahead With the threat of death ahead

Folks you'd better Folks you'd better Stop and think Stop and think Cause we’re headed for the brink Cause we’re headed for the brink What will happen now? What will happen now? That he is dead That he is dead

He was for equality He was for equality For all people you and me For all people you and me

With love and good will With love and good will Hate was not his way Hate was not his way He was not a violent man He was not a violent man Tell me folks if you can Tell me folks if you can Just Why Just Why Why was he shot down? Why was he shot down? The other day The other day

You would say You would say He had seen He had seen The mountain top The mountain top And he knew he could not stop And he knew he could not stop Always living with the Always living with the Threat of death ahead Threat of death ahead Folks you'd better stop and think Folks you'd better stop and think And Feel Again And Feel Again Cause we're headed for the brink Cause we're headed for the brink

What’s going to happen? What’s going to happen? Now that the King of love Now that the King of love Is dead! Is dead!

Written by Gene Taylor

““I Wish I Knew (How It Would I Wish I Knew (How It Would Feel to Be Free)”Feel to Be Free)”

I wish I knew howI wish I knew howIt would feel to be freeIt would feel to be freeI wish I could breakI wish I could breakAll the chains holding meAll the chains holding meI wish I could sayI wish I could sayAll the things that I should sayAll the things that I should saySay 'em loud say 'em clearSay 'em loud say 'em clearFor the whole round world to hearFor the whole round world to hearI wish I could shareI wish I could shareAll the love that's in my heartAll the love that's in my heartRemove all the barsRemove all the barsThat keep us apartThat keep us apartI wish you could knowI wish you could knowWhat it means to be meWhat it means to be meThen you'd see and agreeThen you'd see and agreeThat every man should be freeThat every man should be free

I wish I could giveI wish I could giveAll I'm longin' to giveAll I'm longin' to giveI wish I could liveI wish I could liveLike I'm longin' to liveLike I'm longin' to liveI wish I could doI wish I could doAll the things that I can doAll the things that I can doAnd though I'm way over dueAnd though I'm way over dueI'd be starting a newI'd be starting a new

Well I wish I could be Well I wish I could be Like a bird in the skyLike a bird in the skyHow sweet it would beHow sweet it would beIf I found I could flyIf I found I could flyOh I'd soar to the sunOh I'd soar to the sunAnd look down at the seaAnd look down at the seaThan I'd sing cos I know - yeaThan I'd sing cos I know - yeaThen I'd sing cos I know - yeaThen I'd sing cos I know - yeaThen I'd sing cos I know Then I'd sing cos I know I'd know how it feelsI'd know how it feelsOh I know how it feels to be Oh I know how it feels to be freefreeYea Yea! Oh, I know how it Yea Yea! Oh, I know how it feelsfeelsYes I know Yes I know Oh, I knowOh, I knowHow it feelsHow it feelsHow it feelsHow it feelsTo be freeTo be free

Written by Billy Taylor and Dick Dallas

The Staple SingersThe Staple Singers “ “ When Will We Be Paid (For the Work We’ve Done)?”When Will We Be Paid (For the Work We’ve Done)?”

When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done? When will we be paid for the work we've done?

We have worked this country from shore to shoreWe have worked this country from shore to shoreOur women cooked all your food and washed all your Our women cooked all your food and washed all your clothesclothesWe picked all your cotton and laid the railroad steel We picked all your cotton and laid the railroad steel Worked our hands to the bone at your lumber mill. I Worked our hands to the bone at your lumber mill. I say...say...When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?

We fought in your wars in every landWe fought in your wars in every landTo keep this country free, y'all, for women, children and To keep this country free, y'all, for women, children and menmenBut any time we ask for pay or a loanBut any time we ask for pay or a loanThat's when everything seems to turn out wrongThat's when everything seems to turn out wrongWe been beat up, called names, shot down and stonedWe been beat up, called names, shot down and stonedEvery time we do right, someone say we're wrongEvery time we do right, someone say we're wrongWhen will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?

We have given our sweat, and all our tearsWe have given our sweat, and all our tearsWe stumbled through this life for more than 300 yearsWe stumbled through this life for more than 300 yearsWe've been separated from the language we knew,We've been separated from the language we knew,Stripped of our culture, people you know it's true. Tell Stripped of our culture, people you know it's true. Tell me now...me now...When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?

(When will we be paid for the work we've done?(When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?)When will we be paid for the work we've done?)

Will we ever be proud of "My country, tis of thee"?Will we ever be proud of "My country, tis of thee"?Will we ever sing out loud, "Sweet land of Liberty"?Will we ever sing out loud, "Sweet land of Liberty"?Will we ever have peace and harmony?Will we ever have peace and harmony?(When will we be paid for the work we've done?(When will we be paid for the work we've done?When will we be paid for the work we've done?)When will we be paid for the work we've done?)

They were a family They were a family who sang gospel who sang gospel music.music.

In 1999, They were In 1999, They were inducted into the inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Fame.

Pete SeegerPete Seeger He was born May 3, He was born May 3,

1919 in Manhattan.1919 in Manhattan. ““Pete Seeger has Pete Seeger has

embodied the ideals embodied the ideals of folk music – of folk music – communication, communication, entertainment, social entertainment, social comment, historical comment, historical continuity, continuity, inclusiveness.” inclusiveness.”

Pete Seeger fight for justicePete Seeger fight for justice ““A fearless warrior for social A fearless warrior for social

justice and the justice and the environment, Pete’s environment, Pete’s political activism – from the political activism – from the Civil Rights movement and Civil Rights movement and anti-McCarthyism to anti-McCarthyism to resistance to fascism and resistance to fascism and the wars in Vietnam and the wars in Vietnam and the Middle East – has the Middle East – has become the template for become the template for subsequent generations of subsequent generations of musicians and ordinary musicians and ordinary citizens with something to citizens with something to say about the world.” say about the world.” Source: Appleseed Recording

““We Shall Overcome” by Pete SeegerWe Shall Overcome” by Pete Seeger We shall overcome, We shall overcome,

We shall overcome, We shall overcome, We shall overcome, some day.We shall overcome, some day.

Oh, deep in my heart,Oh, deep in my heart,I do believeI do believeWe shall overcome, some day.We shall overcome, some day.

We'll walk hand in hand, We'll walk hand in hand, We'll walk hand in hand, We'll walk hand in hand, We'll walk hand in hand, some We'll walk hand in hand, some day.day.


We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace, some day.We shall live in peace, some day.


We are not afraid, We are not afraid, We are not afraid, We are not afraid, We are not afraid, TODAY We are not afraid, TODAY


The whole wide world aroundThe whole wide world aroundThe whole wide world aroundThe whole wide world aroundThe whole wide world around The whole wide world around some daysome day

Oh, deep in my heart,Oh, deep in my heart,I do believeI do believeWe shall overcome, some day. We shall overcome, some day.

““If You Miss Me at the Back of the Bus”If You Miss Me at the Back of the Bus” If you miss me at the back of If you miss me at the back of

the busthe busyou can't find me nowhereyou can't find me nowherecome on over to the front of the come on over to the front of the busbusI'll be riding up there.I'll be riding up there.

If you miss me on the picket lineIf you miss me on the picket lineyou can't find me nowhereyou can't find me nowherecome on over to the city jailcome on over to the city jailI'll be roaming over there.I'll be roaming over there.

If you miss me in the Mississippi If you miss me in the Mississippi RiverRiveryou can't find me nowhereyou can't find me nowherecome on over to the swimming come on over to the swimming poolpoolI'll be swimming right there.I'll be swimming right there.

If you miss me in the If you miss me in the cotton fieldscotton fieldsyou can't find me nowhereyou can't find me nowherecome on over to the come on over to the courthousecourthouseI'll be voting right there. I'll be voting right there.

If you miss me at the back If you miss me at the back of the busof the busyou can't find me nowhereyou can't find me nowherecome on over to the front come on over to the front of the busof the busI'll be riding up there. I'll be riding up there.

““Keep Your Eyes on The Prize”Keep Your Eyes on The Prize” Paul and Silas, bound in jailPaul and Silas, bound in jail

Had no money for to go their bailHad no money for to go their bailKeep your eyes on the prize, hold onKeep your eyes on the prize, hold onHold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!

Paul and Silas began to shoutPaul and Silas began to shoutDoors popped open, and they walked Doors popped open, and they walked outoutKeep your eyes on the prize, hold onKeep your eyes on the prize, hold onHold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!

Well, the only chains that we can Well, the only chains that we can standstandAre the chains of hand in handAre the chains of hand in handKeep your eyes on the prize, hold onKeep your eyes on the prize, hold onGot my hand on the freedom plowGot my hand on the freedom plowWouldn't take nothing for my journey Wouldn't take nothing for my journey nownowKeep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!

Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)on)Keep your eyes on the prize, Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!hold on!Hold on, (hold on), hold on, Hold on, (hold on), hold on, (hold on)(hold on)Keep your eyes on the prize, Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!hold on!

(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold (Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)on)(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold (Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)on)(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold (Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on) on)

Phil OchsPhil Ochs Phil Ochs was born in Phil Ochs was born in

El Paso, Texas on Dec. El Paso, Texas on Dec. 19. 1940. 19. 1940.

His songs are His songs are humorous and political.humorous and political.

He wrote about the He wrote about the Vietnam War, Civil Vietnam War, Civil Rights and famous Rights and famous people.people.

He committed suicide He committed suicide on April 9, 1976 at the on April 9, 1976 at the age of 35. age of 35.

““Here's to the State of Mississippi”Here's to the State of Mississippi” Here's to the State of Mississippi, Here's to the State of Mississippi,

For underneath her borders, the devil draws no lines, For underneath her borders, the devil draws no lines, If you drag her muddy rivers, nameless bodies you will find. If you drag her muddy rivers, nameless bodies you will find. Oh the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes, Oh the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes, The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time. The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time. Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of, Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of, Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of! Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!

And here's to the people of Mississippi And here's to the people of Mississippi Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand And they tremble in the shadows at the thunder of the Klan And they tremble in the shadows at the thunder of the Klan Oh the sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off Oh the sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands their hands For they smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a For they smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man. man. Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

And here's to the schools of Mississippi And here's to the schools of Mississippi Where they're teachin’ all the children that they don't have Where they're teachin’ all the children that they don't have to care. to care. All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere And every single classroom is a factory of despair And every single classroom is a factory of despair And there's nobody learning such a foreign word as ‘fair’And there's nobody learning such a foreign word as ‘fair’Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

And here's to the cops of Mississippi And here's to the cops of Mississippi They're chewin’ their tobacco as they lock the prison door They're chewin’ their tobacco as they lock the prison door And their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you And their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you to the floor to the floor No they don't like takin’ prisoners in their private little wars No they don't like takin’ prisoners in their private little wars And behind their broken badges there are murderers and And behind their broken badges there are murderers and more more Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

And here's to the judges of Mississippi And here's to the judges of Mississippi Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court And they're guarding all the bastions of their phony And they're guarding all the bastions of their phony legal fort legal fort Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report When the black man stands accused the trial is always When the black man stands accused the trial is always short short Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

And here's to the government of Mississippi And here's to the government of Mississippi In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down bogging down And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sounds hears the sounds And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown clown Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

And here's to the laws of Mississippi And here's to the laws of Mississippi Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay While the Constitution’s drowning in an ocean of decay While the Constitution’s drowning in an ocean of decay ‘Unwed mothers should be sterilized,’ I've even heard ‘Unwed mothers should be sterilized,’ I've even heard them say them say Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

And here's to the churches of Mississippi And here's to the churches of Mississippi Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust rust And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust Oh the fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust Oh the fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust And heaven only knows in which God they can trust And heaven only knows in which God they can trust Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of

Ballad Of Medgar EversBallad Of Medgar Evers In the state of Mississippi many years In the state of Mississippi many years

ago ago A boy of 14 years got a taste of A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law southern law He saw his friend a hanging and his He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime color was his crime And the blood upon his jacket left a And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind brand upon his mind

CHORUS: Too many martyrs and too CHORUS: Too many martyrs and too many dead many dead Too many lies too many empty words Too many lies too many empty words were said were said Too many times for too many angry Too many times for too many angry men men Oh let it never be again Oh let it never be again

And the boy became a man, the man And the boy became a man, the man became a cause became a cause The cause became the hope for the The cause became the hope for the country and it's laws. country and it's laws. They tried to burn his home and they They tried to burn his home and they beat him to the ground beat him to the ground But deep inside they both knew what But deep inside they both knew what it took to bring him down it took to bring him down *chorus* *chorus*

The killer waited by his home The killer waited by his home hidden by the night hidden by the night As Evers stepped out from his car As Evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight into the rifle sight He slowly squeezed the trigger, He slowly squeezed the trigger, the bullet left his side the bullet left his side It struck the heart of every man It struck the heart of every man when Evers fell and died. when Evers fell and died. *chorus* *chorus*

And they laid him in his grave And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded clear while the bugle sounded clear Laid him in his grave when the Laid him in his grave when the victory was near victory was near While we waited for the future for While we waited for the future for freedom through the landfreedom through the land

The country gained a killer and The country gained a killer and the country lost a man the country lost a man *chorus**chorus*

““Ballad of Oxford (Jimmy Meredith)” by Phil OchsBallad of Oxford (Jimmy Meredith)” by Phil Ochs I'll sing you a song about a southern town I'll sing you a song about a southern town

where the devil had his rulewhere the devil had his ruleWhen marshalls faced an angry mob to send When marshalls faced an angry mob to send one man to schoolone man to schoolHis name was jimmy meredithHis name was jimmy meredithThe tide he helped to turnThe tide he helped to turnFor he chose to stay on that terrible dayFor he chose to stay on that terrible dayThe land was soon to learnThe land was soon to learn

There was blood, red blood, on their hands,There was blood, red blood, on their hands,Yellow dirt on their clothesYellow dirt on their clothesWhat they thought they were doing,What they thought they were doing,Only God and the devil knowsOnly God and the devil knowsThere was hate, cold hate, in their hearts,There was hate, cold hate, in their hearts,Shot from their souls like a gunShot from their souls like a gunAnd as they threw their stones and bricks,And as they threw their stones and bricks,They screamed, "see what you have done!"They screamed, "see what you have done!"

The governor made a promise he would keep The governor made a promise he would keep the trouble downthe trouble downBut when the mob got ugly no troopers could But when the mob got ugly no troopers could be foundbe foundAnd men were filled with hate and fear,And men were filled with hate and fear,They screamed into the nightThey screamed into the nightThe rebel flag waved in the airThe rebel flag waved in the airThe symbol of state's rightsThe symbol of state's rights

There was blood, red blood, on their There was blood, red blood, on their hands,hands,Yellow dirt on their clothesYellow dirt on their clothesWhat they thought they were doing,What they thought they were doing,Only God and the devil knowsOnly God and the devil knowsThere was hate, cold hate, in their There was hate, cold hate, in their hearts,hearts,Shot from their souls like a gunShot from their souls like a gunAnd as they threw their stones and And as they threw their stones and bricks,bricks,They screamed, "see what you have They screamed, "see what you have donedone

Gas was fired into the mob after Gas was fired into the mob after each attackeach attackAnd though the gas was running low, And though the gas was running low, they never fired backthey never fired backAnd when the smoke had cleared and And when the smoke had cleared and the fury felt it's painthe fury felt it's painTwo men were dead and a hundred Two men were dead and a hundred bledbledThe south had risen againThe south had risen again

So listen mr barnet, and mr walker, So listen mr barnet, and mr walker, tootooThe times are changing mighty fast, The times are changing mighty fast, they'll roll right over youthey'll roll right over youBut someday you'll head for the But someday you'll head for the south, to the southern tip of hellsouth, to the southern tip of hellAnd it's hot down there, white-hot And it's hot down there, white-hot down theredown thereLet's hear your rebel yell!Let's hear your rebel yell!

There was blood, red blood, on their There was blood, red blood, on their hands,hands,Yellow dirt on their clothesYellow dirt on their clothesWhat they thought they were doing,What they thought they were doing,Only God and the devil knowsOnly God and the devil knowsThere was hate, cold hate, in their There was hate, cold hate, in their hearts,hearts,Shot from their souls like a gunShot from their souls like a gunAnd as they threw their stones and And as they threw their stones and bricks,bricks,They screamed, "see what you have They screamed, "see what you have done!"done!""see what you have done!""see what you have done!"

Bob DylanBob Dylan He was born on May 24, 1941. He was born on May 24, 1941. His given name is Robert Allen His given name is Robert Allen

Zimmerman. He changed it in Zimmerman. He changed it in college to Bob Dylan after the college to Bob Dylan after the Welsh Poet, Dylan ThomasWelsh Poet, Dylan Thomas

In 1961, he visited Woody In 1961, he visited Woody Guthrie, who was dying.Guthrie, who was dying.

After meeting Woody Guthrie, After meeting Woody Guthrie, he wrote furiously.he wrote furiously.

He wrote a song in honor of He wrote a song in honor of Woody Guthrie, A Song to Woody Guthrie, A Song to Woody.Woody.

““Oxford Town” by Bob DylanOxford Town” by Bob Dylan Oxford Town, Oxford TownOxford Town, Oxford Town

Ev'rybody's got their hats Ev'rybody's got their hats bowed downbowed downThe sun don't shine above the The sun don't shine above the groundgroundAin't a-goin' down to Oxford Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford Town.Town.

He went down to Oxford TownHe went down to Oxford TownGuns and clubs followed him Guns and clubs followed him downdownAll because his face was brownAll because his face was brownBetter get away from Oxford Better get away from Oxford Town.Town.

Oxford Town around the bendOxford Town around the bendHe comes to the door, he He comes to the door, he couln't get incouln't get inAll because of the color of his All because of the color of his skinskinWhat do you think about that, What do you think about that, my frien' ?my frien' ?

Me and my gal, my gal's Me and my gal, my gal's sonsonWe got met with a tear We got met with a tear gas bombgas bombI don't even know why we I don't even know why we comecomeGoin' back where we come Goin' back where we come from.from.

Oxford Town in the Oxford Town in the afternoonafternoonEv'rybody singin' a Ev'rybody singin' a sorrowful tunesorrowful tuneTwo men died 'neath the Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moonMississippi moonSomebody better Somebody better investigate soon. investigate soon.

'A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall‘'A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall‘ Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?

Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountainsI’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountainsI’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highwaysI’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highwaysI’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forestsI’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forestsI’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceansI’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceansI’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyardgraveyardAnd it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hardhardAnd it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fallAnd it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around itI saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around itI saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on itI saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on itI saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’bleedin’I saw a white ladder all covered with waterI saw a white ladder all covered with waterI saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all brokenbrokenI saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young childrenchildrenAnd it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardAnd it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardAnd it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fallAnd it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?And what did you hear, my darling young one?And what did you hear, my darling young one?I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole worldworldHeard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’blazin’Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’Heard one person starve, I heard many people Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’laughin’Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutterHeard the song of a poet who died in the gutterHeard the sound of a clown who cried in the alleyHeard the sound of a clown who cried in the alleyAnd it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardAnd it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardAnd it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fallAnd it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?Who did you meet, my darling young one?Who did you meet, my darling young one?I met a young child beside a dead ponyI met a young child beside a dead ponyI met a white man who walked a black dogI met a white man who walked a black dogI met a young woman whose body was burningI met a young woman whose body was burningI met a young girl, she gave me a rainbowI met a young girl, she gave me a rainbowI met one man who was wounded in loveI met one man who was wounded in loveI met another man who was wounded with hatredI met another man who was wounded with hatredAnd it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardAnd it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardIt’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fallIt’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forestI’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forestWhere the people are many and their hands are Where the people are many and their hands are all emptyall emptyWhere the pellets of poison are flooding their Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waterswatersWhere the home in the valley meets the damp Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prisondirty prisonWhere the executioner’s face is always well Where the executioner’s face is always well hiddenhiddenWhere hunger is ugly, where souls are forgottenWhere hunger is ugly, where souls are forgottenWhere black is the color, where none is the Where black is the color, where none is the numbernumberAnd I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe ititAnd reflect it from the mountain so all souls can And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see itsee itThen I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardAnd it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hardIt’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fallIt’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Sung by the Staple Singers

"I Shall Be Released""I Shall Be Released" They say everything can be They say everything can be

replacedreplacedThey say every distance is not They say every distance is not nearnearSo I remember every faceSo I remember every faceOf every man who put me hereOf every man who put me here

I see my light come shinin'I see my light come shinin'From the west down to the eastFrom the west down to the eastAny day now, any day nowAny day now, any day nowI shall be releasedI shall be released

They say every man needs They say every man needs protectionprotectionThey say that every man must They say that every man must fallfallYet I swear I see my reflectionYet I swear I see my reflectionSomewhere so high above this Somewhere so high above this wall wall

I see my light come shinin'I see my light come shinin'From the west down to the From the west down to the easteastAny day now, any day nowAny day now, any day nowI shall be releasedI shall be released

Now yonder stands a man in Now yonder stands a man in this lonely crowdthis lonely crowdA man who swears he's not A man who swears he's not to blameto blameAll day long I hear him All day long I hear him shouting so loudshouting so loudJust crying out that he was Just crying out that he was framedframed

I see my light come shinin'I see my light come shinin'From the west down to the From the west down to the easteastAny day now, any day nowAny day now, any day nowI shall be released I shall be released

Sung by The Band

JOHN COLTRANE ~ “Alabama”JOHN COLTRANE ~ “Alabama”

He wrote the song He wrote the song after the bombing after the bombing 1616thth Street Baptist Street Baptist Church on Church on September 15, September 15, 1963. 1963.

““The Promise Land” by Chuck BerryThe Promise Land” by Chuck Berry I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,

California on my mind.California on my mind.Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh,Raleigh,On across Caroline.On across Caroline.

Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill,Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill,And we never was a minute late.And we never was a minute late.We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown,sundown,Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.

We had motor trouble it turned into a We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,struggle,Half way 'cross Alabam,Half way 'cross Alabam,And that 'hound broke down and left us all And that 'hound broke down and left us all strandedstrandedIn downtown Birmingham.In downtown Birmingham.

Straight off, I bought me a through train Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket,ticket,Ridin' cross Mississippi cleanRidin' cross Mississippi cleanAnd I was on that midnight flyer out of And I was on that midnight flyer out of BirminghamBirminghamSmoking into New Orleans.Smoking into New Orleans.

Somebody help me get out of LouisianaSomebody help me get out of LouisianaJust help me get to Houston town.Just help me get to Houston town.There's people there who care a little 'bout There's people there who care a little 'bout memeAnd they won't let the poor boy down.And they won't let the poor boy down.

Sure as you're born, they bought me a Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit,silk suit,Put luggage in my hands,Put luggage in my hands,And I was on that midnight flyer out of And I was on that midnight flyer out of BirminghamBirminghamSmoking into New Orleans.Smoking into New Orleans.

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carteWorkin' on a T-bone steak a la carteFlying over to the Golden State;Flying over to the Golden State;The pilot told me in thirteen minutesThe pilot told me in thirteen minutesWe'd be headin' in the terminal gate.We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.

Swing low sweet chariot, come down Swing low sweet chariot, come down easyeasyTaxi to the terminal zone;Taxi to the terminal zone;Cut your engines, cool your wings,Cut your engines, cool your wings,And let me make it to the telephone.And let me make it to the telephone.

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,Tidewater four ten O nineTidewater four ten O nineTell the folks back home this is the Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'promised land callin'And the poor boy's on the line. And the poor boy's on the line.

““People Get Ready” Lyrics People Get Ready” Lyrics

by Curtis Mayfield And The Impressionsby Curtis Mayfield And The Impressions People get ready, there's a People get ready, there's a

train a comin' train a comin' You don't need no You don't need no baggage, you just get on baggage, you just get on board board All you need is faith to All you need is faith to hear the diesels hummin' hear the diesels hummin' Don't need no ticket, you Don't need no ticket, you just thank the Lordjust thank the Lord

People get ready for the People get ready for the train to Jordan train to Jordan It's picking up passengers It's picking up passengers from coast to coast from coast to coast Faith is the key, open the Faith is the key, open the doors and board 'em doors and board 'em There's hope for all among There's hope for all among those loved the most.those loved the most.

There ain't no room for the There ain't no room for the hopeless sinnerhopeless sinnerWho would hurt all Who would hurt all mankind just to save his mankind just to save his own own Have pity on those whose Have pity on those whose chances grow thinnerchances grow thinnerFor there's no hiding place For there's no hiding place against the Kingdom's against the Kingdom's thronethrone

So people get ready, So people get ready, there's a train a comin' there's a train a comin' You don't need no You don't need no baggage, you just get on baggage, you just get on board board All you need is faith to hear All you need is faith to hear the diesels hummin' the diesels hummin' Don't need no ticket, you Don't need no ticket, you just thank the Lordjust thank the Lord

““Keep On Pushing” Keep On Pushing”

by Curtis Mayfield & The Impressionsby Curtis Mayfield & The Impressions Keep on pushing Keep on pushing

Keep on pushing Keep on pushing

I've got to keep on pushing I've got to keep on pushing I can't stop now I can't stop now Move up a little higher Move up a little higher Some way or somehow Some way or somehow

'Cause I've got my strength 'Cause I've got my strength And it don't make sense And it don't make sense Not to keep on pushin' Not to keep on pushin'

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Keep on pushing Keep on pushing

Now maybe some day Now maybe some day I'll reach that higher goal I'll reach that higher goal I know that I can make it I know that I can make it With just a little bit of soul With just a little bit of soul 'Cause I've got my strength 'Cause I've got my strength And it don't make sense And it don't make sense Not to keep on pushin' Not to keep on pushin'

Now look-a look, look-a-look, a-look-Now look-a look, look-a-look, a-look-a yonder a yonder What's that I see What's that I see A great big stone wall A great big stone wall Stands there ahead of me Stands there ahead of me But I've got my pride But I've got my pride And I'll move on aside And I'll move on aside And keep on pushin' And keep on pushin'

Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Keep on pushing Keep on pushing Keep on pushing Keep on pushing Keep on pushing Keep on pushing

Aint Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me AroundAint Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around

Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land. Marchin' up to freedom land.

Ain't gonna let no injunction turn me Ain't gonna let no injunction turn me around around Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let no injunction turn me Ain't gonna let no injunction turn me around around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land.Marchin' up to freedom land.

Ain't gonna let no hatred turn me around Ain't gonna let no hatred turn me around

Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let no hatred turn me around Ain't gonna let no hatred turn me around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land.Marchin' up to freedom land.

Ain't gonna let racism turn me around Ain't gonna let racism turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let racism turn me around Ain't gonna let racism turn me around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land. Marchin' up to freedom land.

Ain't gonna let injustice turn me Ain't gonna let injustice turn me around around Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let injustice turn me Ain't gonna let injustice turn me around around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' a-talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land.Marchin' up to freedom land.

Ain't gonna let no jail cell turn me Ain't gonna let no jail cell turn me around around Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let no jail cell turn me Ain't gonna let no jail cell turn me around around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' a-talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land. Marchin' up to freedom land.

Ain't gonna let nobody turn me Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around around Turn me around, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let nobody turn me Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around around I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on I'm gonna keep on a-walkin', keep on a-talkin' a-talkin' Marchin' up to freedom land.Marchin' up to freedom land.

““Respect” by Aretha FranklinRespect” by Aretha Franklin What you want (hooo) baby I got itWhat you want (hooo) baby I got it

What you need (hooo) you know I got What you need (hooo) you know I got itit(Hooo) all I'm asking (hooo) is for a (Hooo) all I'm asking (hooo) is for a little respectlittle respect( Just a little bit) when you come home( Just a little bit) when you come home(Just a little bit) hey baby ( Just little (Just a little bit) hey baby ( Just little bit)bit)When you come home ( Just a Little When you come home ( Just a Little Bit) MisterBit) Mister

I ain't gonna do you wrong while I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're goneyou're goneI ain't gonna do you wrong 'cause I I ain't gonna do you wrong 'cause I don't wannadon't wannaAll I'm asking is for a little respect All I'm asking is for a little respect when you come homewhen you come home(Just a Little Bit) Baby ( Just a little (Just a Little Bit) Baby ( Just a little bit )bit )When you come home ( Just a little When you come home ( Just a little Bit) YeahBit) Yeah

I'm about to give you all my moneyI'm about to give you all my moneyAnd all I'm asking in return honeyAnd all I'm asking in return honeyIs to give me my propers when you Is to give me my propers when you get homeget home(Justa Justa Justa) Yeah baby when (Justa Justa Justa) Yeah baby when you get homeyou get home

(Just a little Bit ) Yeah ( Just a little (Just a little Bit ) Yeah ( Just a little bit)bit)

Hooo your kisses sweeter than Hooo your kisses sweeter than honey and guess what so is my honey and guess what so is my moneymoneyAll I want you to do for me is All I want you to do for me is give it to me whn you get homegive it to me whn you get home( Re re re re spect) Yeah baby ( Re re re re spect) Yeah baby whip it to mewhip it to me( Just a little bit) when you get ( Just a little bit) when you get home now ( Just a little bit)home now ( Just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T find out what it R-E-S-P-E-C-T find out what it means to memeans to meR-E-S-P-E-C-T, Take care, TCB R-E-S-P-E-C-T, Take care, TCB ohhhh (Sock it to me,etc.)ohhhh (Sock it to me,etc.)

A little respect oh yeah ( Just a A little respect oh yeah ( Just a little bit)little bit)A little respect ( Just a little Bit)A little respect ( Just a little Bit)

"Blackbird""Blackbird"By the BeatlesBy the Beatles

Blackbird singing in the dead Blackbird singing in the dead of nightof nightTake these broken wings and Take these broken wings and learn to flylearn to flyAll your lifeAll your lifeYou were only waiting for this You were only waiting for this moment to arise.moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead Blackbird singing in the dead of nightof nightTake these sunken eyes and Take these sunken eyes and learn to seelearn to seeAll your lifeAll your lifeYou were only waiting for this You were only waiting for this moment to be free.moment to be free.

Blackbird fly Blackbird flyBlackbird fly Blackbird flyInto the light of the dark black Into the light of the dark black night.night.

Blackbird fly Blackbird flyBlackbird fly Blackbird flyInto the light of the dark black Into the light of the dark black night.night.

Blackbird singing in the dead Blackbird singing in the dead of nightof nightTake these broken wings and Take these broken wings and learn to flylearn to flyAll your lifeAll your lifeYou were only waiting for this You were only waiting for this moment to arisemoment to ariseYou were only waiting for this You were only waiting for this moment to arisemoment to ariseYou were only waiting for this You were only waiting for this moment to arise. moment to arise.

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