Born black America, that’s the heavy thing

BORN BLACK IN AMERICA, LORD THAT’S A HEAVY THING, THEY RIP OUT, YOUR VOICE THEN, WONDER WHY YOU CAN’T SING WORKED THE WHITE MAN’S COTTON SLEPT IN THE WHITE MAN’S BARN RAISE THE WHITE MAN’S CHILDREN TOOK MY OWN FROM MY ARMS, THE SKIN, BEEN MY BLESSING, AND MY BURDEN, SINCE THE DAY, I CAME IN, THIS SKIN, THEY SEE IT, BEFORE THEY SEE ME, BEEN PAYING FOR IT SINCE LORD THIS SKIN.