they tell me that i’m beautiful i know
i’m Black and proud
the people ask for autographs
i sometimes draw a crowd
i’ve written lots of poetry and other
kinds of books
i’ve heard that white men crumble
from one of my mean looks
i study hard and know my facts
in fact the truth is true
the only song i’m singing now is my song
of you
        and i’m asking you baby please
        please somehow show me what i need
        to know so i can love you right
        now
i’ve had great opportunities to move
the world around
whenever they need love and truth they call
me to their town
the president he called me up and asked
me to come down
but if you think you want me home i think
i’ll stick around
        and i’m asking you baby please baby baby show me
        right now most of the things i need to know
        so i can love you somehow