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letra de recitative: born black - cannonball adderley

[deputy, spoken]
he he he he he he he. why you black, ain’t ya?

[jassawa, spoken]
oh yes, i black, sure ‘nough – ha ha!
born black, black, black black black bl!ck bluck bloock
b-l-a-c-k black!! ha!
my hide’s black, my heart’s black
my jesus-bendin’ soul is black!
ain’t no one in the worl’ black as me!
the day i peeks out of my mama’s womb
she say, child, you ain’t honey-in-the-comb
you ain’t top-o’-the-biscuit, nor ginger
nor bottom-o’-the-jug molasses
you just black an’ no less
you a scant hump of cinders
a moon-under night without no stars!

oh, i, i, i smiles an’ say to my mama
that’s so, ’cause i’se in mourning for myself
an’ she say, sassy is no way to begin
an’ ‘fore she cut me loose o’ her womb
she raise her ol’ hand up an’ slap me hard
so i’se cries hot tears
then she slap me more, pow-pow-pow, ha ha, ’til i cry no more
then she tickle my rib ’til i learns to laugh an’ chuckle, he he he he
and she tickle my footsoles ’til i learns to dance the jig…
an’ the sassawally…
an’ the sheffle-hop
dance the day long without stoppin’…
an’ all the time i dancin’
she whack at my shinbone with a hoe-handle, heh heh heh heh
’til i learns to step sidewise real quick
an’ she cuff my ears
’til i learns to dup my hat while i steppin’ and jiggin’ an’ laughin’
then she say
that fine, black boy
now come sit down to supper!
but no sooner i start to eat
then she yank her tit from my hungry mouth
so’s i never get spoiled for wantin’ my fill
hm
then my mama smile an’ say
aw’right, little black boy
now you learned to be a n-gga
an’ you maybe get along aw’right in this world

oh, sweet jesus god!
i hope little carrie’s child ain’t gonna be lost in the night…
not that baby

- cannonball adderley

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