Lyrics Jim Crow Is Dead - Nick Harper

Jim Crow Is Dead

It seemed to take forever,
Watching Jim Crow die,
In the end we all did it together,
Not a one could come to cry,
Cause if you fall into a bucket of shit,
You come up smelling of it,
You’ve got to hold your breath cause you can’t smell the roses,
Everywhere you go people’s holding their noses,
Can we lend a hand to a man in need?
That sounds like a plan to me.
I have a dream amongst the treasure buried in the tribe,
That in the end we all get it together,
Well whatever we gotta get a better vibe,
Cause if you fall into a bucket of shit,
You come up smelling of it,
You’ve got to hold your breath cause you can’t smell the roses,
Everywhere you go people’s holding their noses,
Can we lend a hand to a man in need?
That sounds like a plan to me.
And the evil that men do
Revolves around and comes back to me and you,
Is there a better way we can be instead?
Yes we can,
Jim Crow is dead