Rivers
Old Daddy D said,
Our people love the rivers
Told me the moving blue
Runs through our souls and veins
Old Daddy D said,
The rivers makes way for our tears
Told me if it weren’t for them
We’d have drowned in our own despair
Old Daddy D said,
Our freedom tunes bounced along the currents
Told me we named the blues
From the big blue Mississippi
Old Daddy D said,
The rivers gave birth to us
Told me before we rode lamas amongst the Sahara
We swam with fierce crocs on the Nile
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