Reisa L. Gerber - A Dog Named Spot lyrics

Black man, black can, Paintings at the evening hand, Anything she wanted and the colors of the saddening day If she stopped to smell the roses On the sunny side of life, And appreciate the hummin', busy, tried "so hard"to reach him, mine Then the darkness of the blackest soul Copping off of her a-s-s-h-o-l-e Became a yellow shrieking " fraud!" "Ripping off" could not afford, In numbers Too large to ignore, But then there was the law, so glift, Put in "hock" 4 every gyp, "...if I was with you, you would not..." Old Dick and Jane... And a dog named Spot