Harriet Tubman Lived To See The Harvest.

I Asked You, Baby, If You Understood- You Told Me That You Didn't, But You Thought You Would.

The Past Has Been A Mint Of Blood And Sorrow. That Must Not Be True Of Tomorrow.

Let America Be America Again. Let It Be The Dream It Used To Be.

As Long As What Is Is-and Georgia Is Georgia-i Will Take Harlem For Mine. At Least, If Trouble Comes, I Will Have My Own Window To Shoot From.

They [the Police] Learned Something From Them Harlem Riots. They Used To Beat Your Head Right In Public, But Now They Only Beat It After They Get You Down To The Station House.