Emancipation Day

Emancipation Day

Emancipation Day

A Juneteenth Song and Performance by Andre Wilson

EMANCIPATION DAY

 

 

After years of delay,
Emancipation Day.   
 
In an East Texas town,
you followed me around,
and said, “How ‘bout some fun?”
I said, “I’m with someone.”
 
On the nineteenth of June,
as the crowds sang the tune
“Lift Ev’ry Voice and Sing,”
I pocketed my ring.
 
Strawberry soda pop.
Orgasms that won’t stop.
I licked my lips and you,
like Texas barbecue.
 
Sex was good; guilt was bad.
You’re the best love I’ve had,
but lyin’ and cheatin’
is not worth repeatin’.
 
Free at last. Free at last.
Our affair’s in the past.
‘Though scarred from barbed fences,
I’ve come to my senses.
Nevermore will I roam.
I turn west towards home.
After years of delay,
Emancipation Day.   
 
You know, I’ve been thinkin’
‘bout freedom since Lincoln
fathered this Jubilee
by endin’ slavery.

I became re-enslaved
when willy misbehaved,
like a Gulf hurricane
tougher than any chain.

Love can be a shackle
stronger than any glue.
I chewed through my ankle
to limp away from you.
 
Sex was good; guilt was bad.
You’re the best love I’ve had,
but lyin’ and cheatin’
is not worth repeatin’.
 
Free at last. Free at last.
Our affair’s in the past.
‘Though scarred from barbed fences,
I’ve come to my senses.
Nevermore will I roam.
I turn west towards home.
After years of delay,
Emancipation Day.   
 
After years of delay,
Emancipation Day.   


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