Rise Songtext
von Michael Beatty

Okra in the fryer
Catfish in the pan
Daddy was a liar
He don′t understand

Mama was a saviour
The queen of hope and grin
Took us to the Holy Cross
Where I made myself a friend

Tomorrow I'll be married
Tomorrow I′ll be free
Tomorrow you can watch me rise

Crack along the sidewalk
Flower from a seed
Pushed up through the dirt rock
Looked just like a weed

Little purple blossom
Go and open to the sun
Had a blaze of glory
After winter come


Tomorrow I'll be married
Tomorrow I'll be free
Tomorrow you can watch me rise

Snow is melting off the steeple
Into puddle drops of rain
I was never one for leaving
Until I made myself a name
Brother John he spoke the kindness
Sister Charlotte sang the praise
On this sunny Sunday morning
You could hear the angels say rise

Message in a bottle
Box of crackerjack
Say goodbye oh Lord have mercy
I might not make it back

A double dutch for chocolate
In the hope of something new
Underneath the El Train
Me and you, me and you, me and you

Tomorrow I′ll be married
Tomorrow I′ll be free
Tomorrow you can watch me rise


Snow is melting off the steeple
Into puddle drops of rain
I was never one for leaving
Until I made myself a name
Brother John he spoke the kindness
Sister Charlotte sang the praise
On this sunny Sunday morning
You could hear the angels say rise

Go and tell your mama rise
Go and tell your sister rise
Go and tell your brother rise
Go and tell your papa rise

Rise, rise, rise