The Sharecropper's Daughter Songtext
Do you know who you are?
Do you know where you been?
My friends
We belong to the stars
And we blow with the wind
Amen
I've seen the mountains
I've counted the raindrops
And they all sing the same old song
It can't be long
Do you know where you been?
My friends
We belong to the stars
And we blow with the wind
Amen
I've seen the mountains
I've counted the raindrops
And they all sing the same old song
It can't be long
Joy comes in the morning
So please stay strong
They tried to choke us, ah
But baby, we still breathe
They thought that they could bury us
But they forgot that we were seeds
But they forgot that we were seeds
They forgot that we were seeds, y'all
They say that I just should get over it
But I'm openly emotional 'cause closed mouths don't ever get fed
And I been starving for some help for all this arbitrary sadness circling the patterns of my heavy head
And this shit ain't new
Waves of blue been aimed at these genes since way before Wranglers
Anger's raged through generations
And it seem like angels don't sang with us anymore
So we've been forced to wait out storms that love to delay our celebration
Don't you ever tell me to be calm
I'm the spawn of tobacco sharecroppers, prisoners of Virginia farms
Who worked their arms, backs, and fingers to the gristle While the landowners paid a pittance for all the heavy lifting done
We come from places, man
Where twelve-year-old little Black girls can't even name her rapist, fam
And if she ever did, they'd throw her family off the acres and
Send a burning cross from a mob of hooded faces, damn
That must have been when Nana's mind had a nervous break
And Granddad passed in church after passing collection plates
This story comes through me like second nature
'Cause I been hearing 'bout our pain and glory since I was a youngin, seven or eight
Despite that, we knew love more deeply than any other feeling
That's why I keep on bustin' through when I reach and touch the ceiling
When I say I'm the best, I'm not expecting approval or clearance
I'm just hoping the rest of you see the connection 'tween truthful and healing
I'm just hoping the rest of you see the connection 'tween truthful and healing
I'm just hoping the rest of you see the connection 'tween truthful and healing
So please stay strong
They tried to choke us, ah
But baby, we still breathe
They thought that they could bury us
But they forgot that we were seeds
But they forgot that we were seeds
They forgot that we were seeds, y'all
They say that I just should get over it
But I'm openly emotional 'cause closed mouths don't ever get fed
And I been starving for some help for all this arbitrary sadness circling the patterns of my heavy head
And this shit ain't new
Waves of blue been aimed at these genes since way before Wranglers
Anger's raged through generations
And it seem like angels don't sang with us anymore
So we've been forced to wait out storms that love to delay our celebration
Don't you ever tell me to be calm
I'm the spawn of tobacco sharecroppers, prisoners of Virginia farms
Who worked their arms, backs, and fingers to the gristle While the landowners paid a pittance for all the heavy lifting done
We come from places, man
Where twelve-year-old little Black girls can't even name her rapist, fam
And if she ever did, they'd throw her family off the acres and
Send a burning cross from a mob of hooded faces, damn
That must have been when Nana's mind had a nervous break
And Granddad passed in church after passing collection plates
This story comes through me like second nature
'Cause I been hearing 'bout our pain and glory since I was a youngin, seven or eight
Despite that, we knew love more deeply than any other feeling
That's why I keep on bustin' through when I reach and touch the ceiling
When I say I'm the best, I'm not expecting approval or clearance
I'm just hoping the rest of you see the connection 'tween truthful and healing
I'm just hoping the rest of you see the connection 'tween truthful and healing
I'm just hoping the rest of you see the connection 'tween truthful and healing