Testo In black & White

IN BLACK & WHITE

(Janis Ian)

We were marching from Montgomery, Alabama, '65

Freedom riders, Jim Crow heros, come to keep the faith alive
We were picking Southern cotton, registration for the vote

We were one then - we were young then

When black & white still spoke

(chorus) Now it's all gone to pieces

God alone knows why

Just a story they call history

written down in black & white


And we set aside our anger, and we set aside our fears

And we built a common future on the bedrock of our tears

And we marched for the children and the millions without hope

We agreed to believe, when black & white still spoke



Now it's all gone to pieces

God alone knows why

Just a story they call history

written down in black & white



Nothing's sadder than the man who

thinks he's free when he is chained

to the prison of his hatred

and a dream gone up in flames



Colored only at the fountains,

congregations, soda shops

Colored only in the bathrooms

and the cemetery lots

And if Jesus was a black man

or as white as Sambo's grin

it's his words that we remember

not the color of his skin



Its' all gone to pieces

God alone knows why

Just a story they call history

written down in black & white















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