Crazy In Alabama
I heard Odessa's mind was sick
That she was crazier than hell
The police caught her turning tricks
Down at the Blue and Gray motel
Odessa was the neighbor's maid
She had ten mouths at home to feed
They bussed her kids to Birmingham
And put her in the county jail
Nobody seemed to give a damn
They say a white man posted bail
My dad said not to breathe a word
I told my brother all I heard
And the train of change
Was coming fast to my hometown
We had the choice to climb on board
Or get run down
It was crazy there
Were grown men fights
Over segregation and civil rights
Martin Luther King and the KKK
George C. Wallace and LBJ
And when the National Guard came in
I thought the world was gonna end
It was crazy in Alabama
Down at the corner Dairy Dip
They sold soft ice cream for a dime
White people ordered from the front
The side was for the colored line
We all were told they had their place
Because they were a different race
We spent hot summer afternoons
At the public swimming pool
Where the privileged and the few
Played on their island of cool blue
Brown children
Watched outside the fence
It never made one lick of sense
But the train of change
Was coming fast to my hometown
We had the choice to climb on board
Or get run down
My momma yelled child get inside
Drew the drapes and locked the doors
We watched the marchers passing by
Felt the rumble heard the roar
They all held hands they sang and wept
And freedom rang in every step
Cause the train of change
Was marching through my hometown
We had the choice to climb on board
Or get run down
Louca na Alabama
Eu ouvi que a mente da Odessa estava doente
Que ela era mais louca que o diabo
A polícia a pegou fazendo programa
Lá no motel Blue and Gray
Odessa era a empregada da vizinha
Ela tinha dez bocas em casa pra alimentar
Eles mandaram os filhos dela pra Birmingham
E a colocaram na cadeia do condado
Ninguém parecia se importar
Dizem que um homem branco pagou a fiança
Meu pai disse pra não contar nada
Eu falei pro meu irmão tudo que ouvi
E o trem da mudança
Estava chegando rápido na minha cidade
Tivemos a escolha de embarcar
Ou ser atropelados
Era uma loucura lá
Homens adultos brigando
Por causa da segregação e dos direitos civis
Martin Luther King e o KKK
George C. Wallace e LBJ
E quando a Guarda Nacional chegou
Eu pensei que o mundo ia acabar
Era uma loucura na Alabama
Lá no Dairy Dip da esquina
Vendiam sorvete por uma moeda
Os brancos pediam pela frente
O lado era pra linha dos negros
Todos nós éramos avisados que eles tinham seu lugar
Porque eram de uma raça diferente
Passávamos tardes quentes de verão
Na piscina pública
Onde os privilegiados e poucos
Brincavam na sua ilha de azul fresco
Crianças negras
Assistiam do lado de fora da cerca
Nunca fez sentido nenhum
Mas o trem da mudança
Estava chegando rápido na minha cidade
Tivemos a escolha de embarcar
Ou ser atropelados
Minha mãe gritou, criança, entra
Fechou as cortinas e trancou as portas
Assistimos os manifestantes passando
Sentimos o tremor, ouvimos o rugido
Todos de mãos dadas, cantavam e choravam
E a liberdade ecoava em cada passo
Porque o trem da mudança
Estava marchando pela minha cidade
Tivemos a escolha de embarcar
Ou ser atropelados
Composição: Kate Campbell / Kenya Slaughter Walker / Kenya Walker