Show STUDENT LIFE JANUARY J903 IN DARKER VEIN Dev aint no use foil to heap abuse On youb brcderin heah below But my blood do bile at de monstous pile Dat de white folks thinks dey know O’ cose dey’s lahned in de bilges’ schools An’ live on de fat o’ de lan’: But dey’s some things sho dat a brack man know Dat de white folks nevah can When de Lohd made man wif a culled skin An’ do big eyes gleamin’ white lie punctuh de swohd o’ de spirit in An’ let in de gospel light De man he lif up a voice o’ pray eh An’ praise he God all day An dey aint no white man sence dat time Can pray like de brack man pray De beas’ an’ de birds come flockin’ roun’ An’ chuckle an’ sing wif glee An’ de brack man listen an’ like de soun’ In de shade o’ de ’simmon tree lie set he tune to de song o’ de woods De time to de blue-jay’- s wing An’ dey aint no white man nowhah ’bouts Can sing like de brack man sing Still he ’joice in de lan’ de good Lohd gib In de sunshine an’ de rain In de cabin home whah de ol’ folks lib An’ de little patch o’ cane Dat Nancy gal make de sweetes’ wife— Her lips like de scentin’ shrub — An’ dey aint no white man in de lan’ Can lub like de brack man lub Dat brack man crawl whah de million sprawl In de sweet white light o’ de moon An’ he’s alius roun’ when de tatah’s brown In de juice o’de roasin’ coon lie “chung” de strings when de day’s took wings An’ he dance'till he jes caint stan’ — Oh dey’s some things sho dat a brack man know Dat de white folks nevah can |