Listen to me when I say

The Reverend won't bother me today

 

The sounds of a new morning

Black folk humming hymns

In a Stamps, Arkansas kind of way

 

And if you're hungry

Saunter over honey to the Store

 

We got pineapple upside-down cake

Cool lemonade, buttery biscuits and collard greens

So good they'll make your knees shake

 

Let me take you to the pond

Where the bass and perch play

 

The trees hover

Bound to discover

The dark secrets buried deep in Stamp's thick mud

 

Come, sit and talk with me

 

Underneath the shade of a big oak tree

 

And laugh

Until our bellies ache