Idioma orígen: Anglès
We people who are darker than blue
Are we gonna stand around this town
And let what others say come true
We're just good for nothing they all figure
A boyish grown up shiftless jigger
Now we can't hardly stand for that
Or is that really where it's at
This ain't no time for segregating
I'm talking `bout brown and yellow too
High yellow gal can't you tell
I'm just the surface of our dark deep well
If your mind could really see
You'd know your color same as me