Offdaback Songtext
von Jill Scott

Off the back of my ancestors!
Let ′em breathe
Let us, let us breathe

Honey still drips from my lips and it's amazing
Take time from paper to pen, I wash my face and
Call up my couple of friends, no fake adjacent
Penthouse high in the sky, still fuck with basements
Place me wherever I wanna be and still grace and
Take time out of my mind, but I be thinking
Take a little note of my dreams and I be saying
Glory to the love in me and the many faces
Who love the light and exhibits the God that lives inside, oh

You be glowing at me, smiling, singing, loving, you amaze me
Ooh, I like to see ya

I wash my hands of all them people who say that I ain′t can
I really love on me, I be lighting up
And all around the city, my people get what they wanting for
And I be moaning some oaths and I be sleeping too

Off the back of my ancestors!


Off the back of my ancestors!

Six hands, Amy Laurie, Shirley Dolores, Linwood
Harry, David Lee, Amy Pitt, Warren Braswell
Yep, I'm a part of the Braswell family
Blue, Cousin Eleanor, A.D. Damage, too

Gene, Joyce Alice
On this fine day, I can go to the bookstore
Buy a book (Bill Drummond) and read it
I can go around the world traveling
See some beautiful things (Uncle Lonnie)
When they said I was only dreaming
I can sing diverse music to a diverse
Audience (Aaron Hill) in diverse seating

Might not equate to much to some, but (Zina) I'm grateful
To all the pioneers who stood up for freedom (Ella) and its meaning
Thankful for everyone who came through the back doors (Frankie)
Rode the backwoods bus through imminent danger (Sarah)
They did it for themselves (Tina), but
Ultimately (Billy), they did it for us


Thank you, thank you
All because of you
All because of you