Luyện nghe bài hát Anne Braden

What Ive since is
That it is a very process
But it is not
Its the deliberation

That really happened in the '60s
Was that this took just the first step
Toward that it had been wrong on race
And creativity out in all directions

From the color of the in Sunday songs
To the hatred they all the youngsters on
Once a time in this country, long ago
She there was somethin wrong

Because the song said yellow, red, black, and
Everyone in the path of Christ
But what about the daughter of the cleanin their house
Wasnt she a child they were about?

And if Jesus loves us black and white
Why didn't her white mother them in?
When did it become a room for no to step in?
How did she know not to ask the question?

Left lastin
Adolescences comforts
She never thought things would ever
But she always knew was somethin wrong

She always knew there was wrong
She always knew there was wrong

later she found herself Mississippi bound
To help stop the lynchin of Mr. Willie McGee
But they couldnt stop it, so, they
That theyd talk to the governor what happened and say
Were tired of bein used as an to kill black men

But the cops let em past
And these they struck em as uppity
So, they hauled em all off to
And they called it protective

Then from her cell she heard her jailers grumblin about
When she called him out and she was from the South
They shouted, Why is a Southern lady
Makin for the governor?

She said, I guess I'm not your type of
And I guess I'm not your type of
But before you call me traitor, well, its plainest to say
I was a child in but I'm ashamed of it today

She always knew was somethin wrong
She always knew there was somethin
She always there was somethin wrong
She knew there was somethin wrong

And all of a sudden I that I was on the other side

Imagine the world youre standin within
All of your neighbors and family
How you cope facin the fact
The flesh on their hands was tainted with

She faced every day
In people she saw on a basis
People she loved in cases
People she knew incredibly racist

It was painful but she stopped lovin them
Never stopped their names
And she stopped bein a Southern woman
And she never stopped fightin for

And she saw her struggle was in the tradition
Of ancestors aware of her
It today, the soul of a Southerner
Born of the other

She always knew was somethin wrong
She always knew was somethin wrong
She knew there was somethin wrong
She always knew there was somethin

What you win in the battles is
Is compared to the effort you put into it
But if you see as a part
Of this total movement to a new world
You know what you're buildin
When you put your in

You do a choice
You don't to be a part of the world of the lynchers
You can join the other
There is an America