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Alabama Bus

Brother Will Hairston
Lingua: Inglese


Brother Will Hairston


Stop that Alabama bus, I don’t wanna ride (3x)
Lord, an Alabama boycott, I don’t wanna ride.
Lord, there come a bus, don’t have no load,
You know, they tell me that a human being stepped on board.
You know they tell me that the man sat on the bus,
You know, they tell me that the driver began to fuss.
He said: “looka here, man, you’re from the Negro race,”
And don’t you know you’re sitting in the wrong place?”
The driver told the man: “I know you paid your dime,
But if you don’t move you gonna have to pay a fine.”
The man told the driver: “My feets are hurtin”
The driver told the man to move behind the curtain”

I wanna tell you ‘bout the Reverend Martin Luther King,
You know, they tell me that the people began ta sing.
You know, the man God sent out in the world,
You know, they tell me that the man had the mighty nerve.
You know, the poor man didn't have 0 bus to rent,
You know, they tall mo, great God, he had the mighty strength.
And he reminded me of Moses in Israel land.
He said: "A man ain't nothing but o man.“
He said: "Looka here, Alabama. don't you see?”
He says: “All of my people gonna follow me.”
You know, they tell me Reverend King was very hurt,
He says: “All of my people gonna walk to work”

Part Two
They said: “Looka here. boy. yau hadn't took a thought,
‘Cause don ‘r you know you brake the anti-boycott law?”
They tell me Reverend King said: “ireat us right,"
You know, in the Second World War my father last his sight.
You know, they tell mo Abraham signed the pledge one night,
He said that all of these men should have their equal rights.
You know, they had the trial and Clayton Powell was there.
You know, they tell me Clayton Powell asked the world for prayer.
You know, Diggs went dawn there to go his bail,
You know, they put Reverend King in a Alabama jail

You know, they tell me Reverend King was a Bible inspired,
Uh, when all the buses was passin’, nobody would ride.
You know, they tell me that the Negroes was ready to go.
They had-a-walked along the streets. until their feet: were sore.
You know, they tell me Reverend King had spreaded the ward,
At an Alabama bus stop, so l heard.
You know, they sent o iot of money, saying: “King go on,"
You know, in nineteen and twenty-nine that man was born.
You know, the five hundred dollar fine was very heavy,
You know, the poor man was born the fifteenth of January.”



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