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Beyond Anything Else


Come and talk to me, I promise I don't bite I have a wonderful story to tell you A story about the day that changed my life Every day I sat on a bus Rode home after work Mindin' my own business Never said a word to the white folk Until one day They wanted me to move To act like I wasn't a paying customer on these bus routes And I was a piece of trash to throw at the back But my Momma taught me better, Yes, she taught me to never back down So I kept my behind down in the seat And I refused to stand for that And oh how they argued with me Said I was out of place Told me to move Or they would call up the state So I said "call em' up, I'm not movin' an inch" And they handcuffed me and sent me to the clink But while I was inside I smiled to myself Knowing that I had helped Start a movement Beyond anything else I could just imagine Blacks all over the place Just stopped ridin' those buses Walked, biked, and drove But never took the buses And still that night When I was released I didn't know what was coming But I was smilin' to myself Knowing that I had helped Start a movement Beyond anything else
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