Daybreak in Alabama
When I get to be a poser
Im gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And Im gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a s mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew.
Im gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the st of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field daisy eyes
Of blad white black white black people
And Im gonna put white hands
And black hands and brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Toug everybody with kind fingers
And toug each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music when I
Get to be a poser
And write about daybreak
In Alabama.
Langston Hughes