How Come? A Song of a Black Boy in 1953
How come my skin is brown?
And how come his is white?
How come of I disrespect him,
He wants to start a fight?
How come when I walk to school,
They laugh because I don't have a ride?
How come I'm mistreated at Ida's Diner?
And they toot their noses with pride?
How come Jesus died for us all,
And we just can't get along?
How come my skin is brown?
And that's what makes me sing this song.
