Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh
Luther Jackson Green
Lived in the apartment above me
We smoked cigarettes on the stairs
Tell me stories that the white boys never hear
Like when he found this sign
He moved North in 1949
On his tenth birthday
Daddy took him to town to the Jackie Robinson play
It was a picture perfect day
In the sunshine and the hate
He didn't understand
Why all those people would say such awful things
His daddy said pay no attention to them
Turnaround and watch the man play
The one black man in the baseball field
Was better in every way
My daddy said if you wanna win in this world
You gotta beat 'em at their own game
Ooh, oh
Luther Jackson Green
Lived in the apartment above me
We smoked cigarettes on the stairs
Tell me stories that the white boys never hear
Like when he found this sign
He moved North in 1949
On his tenth birthday
Daddy took him to town to the Jackie Robinson play
It was a picture perfect day
In the sunshine and the hate
He didn't understand
Why all those people would say such awful things
His daddy said pay no attention to them
Turnaround and watch the man play
The one black man in the baseball field
Was better in every way
My daddy said if you wanna win in this world
You gotta beat 'em at their own game
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