Let The Rain Sing You A Lullaby.

Gather Out Of Star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And Splinters Of Hail, One Handful Of Dream-dust, Not For Sale.

I Got The Weary Blues And I Can't Be Satisfied.

Believing Everything She Read In The Daily News, (no In-between To Choose) She Thought That Only One Side Won, Not That Both Might Lose.

Harriet Tubman Lived To See The Harvest.

Negroes - Sweet And Docile, Meek, Humble, And Kind: Beware The Day - They Change Their Mind.