Bill Simmons - Blue Skies

Bill Simmons - Blue Skies

Congregations, segregation br Slaves working on plantations br Me oh my, no blue skies br For a man, this not a life br br A tall thin man, a stove top hat br I don't know, will see about that br I'm letting you know, you got to let go br A man is man, we all got souls br br Congregations, segregation br A war broke out, southern plantation br Many they died, many mammas' cried br But for the first time, blue skies br br Congregations, complications br Although man free within a nation br Still, he could not vote br Yet in war, a gun he tote br br A preacher who came to be br Cried still, we are not free br We die beside you, can you not see br We are men, we too bleed br br Two brothers who walked in life br Ruled a nation with all their might br No complications, this great nation br One day declared is all mens rights br br Congregations, A great nation br No more complications br Within a nation, we made it right br All men free, beneath blue skies br br A tall thin man, a stove top hat br A preacher, what do you think of that br And two brothers, and all they died br But once they lived, made it right. br br Copyright 2009 Bill Simmons br aka BillWilliamStar@aol.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

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