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Tears My Song There
They brought me from there In chains Where I born Where my parents past Breathed their last And still Prints from my steps back There There Pains and memories On ports of miseries Where men made gold Out of my miseries There They sent me without hope To the home Of their hopes There Where Made I America Out of my song Song of sorrows From pains And miseries I built this nation Of fifty Golden stars But no one is mine No stars in my blues woes only in my skies Grey in tones ever My nights And diseased all my days With darkest of evil deeds Of men Oh lord My home is beyond the mist Of ocean that have The gloomiest past Irrigated this soil with bloods Red from bleeding hearts With my tears in groan And sweat grown nation No tears I saved there For the brothers I don’t have I died to make lives For others not my own In fields of wild gold In battles of white sabers I died in chains To make freedom for others No freedom for me I died with my song Sad and sorrows As my mother also Died in her sorrows No cemetery for slaves And no graves For their mothers No groom’s song There My only song For conscience And hearts If they are there And there And there If they are there ? there in past Only My Song and my sores With yawning pains
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