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the color of power
Embrace black, that's the color that's ours
Hold up homie, what's black?
Black is the absorption of light
Probably why we get hated by

Roses of Picardy

June Tabor

Rosa Mundi

2001

She is watching by the poplars
Colinette with the sea-blue eyes
She is watching and longing and waiting
Where the long white roadway lies

And a song

dancing alone.

Burning rays.
Chained hands.
White dry plains.
Promisses before dawn.
They're covered in sands.
They drowned in the waves.
Salty shores keep

Gravity kept me in his reach
We talked about our families
I told him my hopes and dreams
Honesty got the best of me
This song, I wrote it effortlessly

but
Gravity kept me in his reach

We talked about our families
I told him my hopes and dreams
Honesty got the best of me

This song, I wrote it

wrong
And if you believe that All Lives Matter
Then there's a good chance you're not enjoying this song
It's plain to see that it's a fight for civil

dome
We grown men so please watch yo tone
And by any means correct me I'm wrong
Crazy half the niggas I put in my songs
Dead or in jail or we don't get

Apologies for the slight man
Never meant to feed into the power of a white man
Keep the flower in my right hand
Smoking til my plain white tees

stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?

(With

of time
I have been breaking
To stay outta line
By not saying a word
And touching the sky
Im telling the truth
They’re telling you lies
My
The people have

say the root of happiness is through a White Jesus switcharoo, despising our ancestors voodoo, cold treason, cult reasons, foul tyranny, Native Soul

fuck the gangsta bitches, preppy hoes
And all the plain jane's
It don't matter if you're
Black, white, red, or brown
Cause I got enough dick to
Spread

by this pyre hears our starlight song

The pallid ground, a deathly white
In frigid air, 'neath freezing stars
Those broken hearts
Still pray for

a special bottle in which our savior lived
Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
For she could unleash His vengeance by unfastening the lid

Potato

Cheryl Wheeler

Laugh Tracks, Vol. 1

1996

They're red, they're white, they're brown
They get that way underground
There can't be much to do
So now they have blue ones too.

We don't care

Bob Dylan's Dream

Peter, Paul and Mary

Album 1700

1967

and singin' 'til the early hours of the morn

By the old wooden stove where our hats were hung
Our words were told and our songs were sung
We longed for nothin'

the days go by
Could have been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
Should have been easier the three
Our old friend fear and you and me

and white
I saw things that could never be examined by the naked eye
I had never seen that close things like fingernails and bones
But I saw God exalted so

a white flag and Elizabeth O'Farrell's feet
My Ireland is Savita needing agency
The Magdalene Laundries
My Ireland is hysterical and in denial of being

In the center of the darkness 
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By

Alright white people
This is our time
Our time to stand up and fight
And do what's right
And be on the right side of history
And it starts with this

Bold Marauder

John Kay

Forgotten Songs & Unsung Heroes

1972

Words and music by Richard Farina

And it's hi ho hey, I am a bold marauder
And it's hi ho hey, I am the white destroyer
For I will show you silver

song
Stop thinking blue cuz it's been red all along
I think it's better if we all get along
Divisive issues party people headstrong
They lead by fear

black whips that can speed down strips
No big straps that can levitate souls
No knife crime over two post codes
Look around, nice home, all white folk