Red Alabaster and Blue
Lead Vocals: Celia
Harmony Vocals: S.J. Tucker, Jeff Bray
Bass: Bryan Mir
Piano/Organ: Jeff Bray
Guitar: Celia
Drums: Dave Schoepke
Cello: Ray Chi
Electric Guitar: Brian Grinwald
Harmonica: Lil’ Rev
Trumpet:
David
Mitchell
©2007 Red
Granite Goddess Publishing All Rights Reserved
He is a young
African American male.
By the time he hits draft age he might
be dead or live in jail
And he found his life of crime when
they said “No Child Left Behind”
He’s an American too.
She is 90 with
dementia all alone
Well, her family couldn’t take it so
they put her in that home
And now she withers down to bones and
at night she gently moans.
She’s an American Too
She is a young
Hmong refugee, She’s full with Child.
If her Daddy finds out He will go
insanely wild
They say they understand her plight,
call themselves the Christian Right.
She’s An American Too.
Chorus:
And all they Wanted was to be Free
But greenback dollars can’t buy you
dignity
Black Gold and Icebergs separate us
from them.
Time to re write the master plan.
It is terminal,
he’s sick, he needs a cure
He’s a second class citizen because
he’s uninsured
He will leave his family broke because
our health care is a joke.
He’s an American Too
She is a Mexican,
She loves her family
She risks her life to cross the
boarder to harvest the trees
And they get dollars to her dime She
works triple the time.
What she would give to be American
too.
He is a young
attractive man and he is gay.
Well, they beat him and they burned
him and they left him that way
And now the 26th of April
is the Silent Day.
He’s an American too.
Chorus II:
And all they Wanted was a better life
And to be Equal, no matter black,
rainbow, or white
It’s getting risky to demonstrate for
peace.
You just might get shot down by police
We’re Crying Oh …….
His hair is curly
skin is freckled eyes are green
No Irish Need Apply, What’s wrong Mick
Can’t you read
Right off the boat he hits the
land..they shove a gun into his hands.
Saying, “You’ll Die for America Too”.
Her skin is black
her hair is curly eyes are brown
Arrived here in shackles and her
master threw her down
And she grits her pearly whites cuz
they’ll beat her if she fights
She’s an American Too.
His skin is Red his
eyes are brown his hair is black
Lived here in peace until the White
Man attacked
And he tries to understand how a man
could own the land.
He’s an American Too.
Chorus III
And all they wanted was to be free
But they were robbed and ripped of
their dignity
And their Grandmother’s are crying in
their graves.
How some Americans
Behaved
They watched their
babies turned to slaves
Their babies built
this place.
They’re crying Oh…..
My hair is Red,
Skin’s Alabaster and I’m Blue
I’m a spiritual shaman and my lover is
a Jew
And we’re fierce and we’re proud and
we serve our songs up loud
And we are American’s too.
But there was a
time they would have torched me without care
Tied me to that stake for the color of
my hair
And I’m not the only one
It’s been done and done and done
And we are Americans too
My Hair is Red,
Skin’s Alabaster, and I’m Blue
And I’m an American Too.
