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Cab Calloway
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Yaller
Lyricist:Homer Haynes, Jethro Burns
Dark folk, white folk, but never a hand They say to this man 'You're yaller, you're yaller You're yaller, you're just a yaller'
Black folk, white folk, I'm learning a lot You know what I am, I know what I'm not
Ain't even black, I ain't even white I ain't like the day and I ain't like the night Feeling mean, so in between I'm just a high yaller
Ain't even bad, I ain't even good I don't understand and I ain't understood Not a friend sticks to the end Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When you're yaller
Take me to a church and make me pray Make me sing a psalm there You better leave my soul in a crude cafe I don't even belong there
Oh Lord, can't you make a sinner a saint Why did you start me but run out of paint Pass me by, a no count yellow man
Lord only knows, I'm trying to rest I want to be down with a load on my chest Make my bed, wish I were dead A yaller man
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