Fixing America In 500 Words Or
Less
Chapter 22
GONNA RISE UP
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Times were lean but we scrapped by in our humble little delta home
Raised crawfish in the pond, traded them for rice and corn
Then the muddy river rose up, Lord, an' it swallowed our whole town
Left a 200-ton boat on the bridge with it's prop just spinnin’ around
Someday, we're gonna rise above this tide
Build a bridge across the great American divide
We’ll be dancin’ in the street to a united heart beat
Oh, someday, we're gonna rise up
Now, in this hour of tragedy, it seems like everyone is torn
Between red an’ blue, left an’ right, wealthy and forlorn
But if we don’t pull together, cast our difference to the wind
The liberty bell’s gonna split apart, it’s either sink or swim
Someday, we're gonna rise above this tide
An' build a bridge across the great American divide
We’ll be dancin’ in the street to a united heart beat
Oh, someday, we're gonna rise up
I held my sweet baby close to me as she slowly, slowly passed away
Sing out Crescent City’s song, gonna rise again someday
Oh, someday, we're gonna rise above this tide
Build a bridge across this great American divide
We’ll be dancin’ in the street to a united heart beat
Oh, someday, we're gonna rise up
Gonna rise up
Oh, someday, we're gonna rise above this tide
An' build a bridge across the great American divide
And this flood of tears we’ve all cried will one day long be dried
Oh, someday, someday, we're all gonna rise up
Oh, I believe, we're all gonna rise up, yeah *
* Dedicated to Clarence Gatemouth
Brown, one of the greatest musician/artists to ever grace the shores of this land
called America, whose death at the age of 81, shortly after evacuating his home in New Orleans,
is thought to have largely been from heartbreak in the wake of the devastation caused by
Hurricane Katrina to his beloved city; and to Antoine Fats Domino, American Bourbon Street treasure, who was lost
and is now found.
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