Black Myself - Our Native Daughters, Amythyst Kiah, Rhiannon Giddens

I wanna jump the fence and wash my face in the creek

But I’m black myself

I wanna sweep that gal right off her feet

But I’m black myself

Tired of walkin' 'round with no shoes on

But I’m black myself

Your precious God ain’t gonna bless me

'Cause I’m black myself

Is you washed in the blood of your chattel?

'Cause the lamb’s rotted away

When they stopped shipping work horses

Bred your own anyway

I don’t pass the test of the paper bag

'Cause I’m black myself

I pick the banjo up and they stare at me

'Cause I’m black myself

You better lock your doors when I walk by

'Cause I’m black myself

You look me in my eyes but you don’t see me

'Cause I’m black myself

They’re washed in the blood of the chattel

'Cause the lamb’s rotted away

When they stopped shipping work horses

They bred their own anyway

I don’t creep around, I stand proud and free

'Cause I’m black myself

I go anywhere that I wanna go

'Cause I’m black myself

I’m surrounded many lovin' arms

'Cause I’m black myself

And I’ll stand my ground and smile in your face

'Cause I’m black myself

I washed away my blood and tears

I’ve been born brand new

There’s no more work horses

But there’s still work to do

'Cause I’m black myself (Black myself)

'Cause I’m black myself (Black myself)

'Cause I’m black myself (Black myself)

'Cause I’m black myself

Black my-, black my-, black myself