Yaller Cab Calloway
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A
Dark folk, white folk, but never a hand
They say to this man
"You're yaller, you're yaller, you're yaller, you're just a yaller."
A
Black folk, white folk, I'm learning a lot
You know what I am, I know what I'm not
B
Ain't even black, I ain't even white
I ain't like the day and I ain't like the night
Feeling mean, so inbetween, I'm just a high yaller
B
Ain't even bad, I ain't even good
I don't understand and I ain't understood
Not a friend sticks to the end when you're yaller
C
Take me to a church and make me pray
Make me sing a psalm there;
You better leave my soul in a crude cafe
I don't even belong there
B
Oh Lord, can't you make a sinner a saint
Why did you start me but run out of paint
Pass me by, a no-'count yellow man
Dark folk, white folk, but never a hand
They say to this man
"You're yaller, you're yaller, you're yaller, you're just a yaller."
A
Black folk, white folk, I'm learning a lot
You know what I am, I know what I'm not
B
Ain't even black, I ain't even white
I ain't like the day and I ain't like the night
Feeling mean, so inbetween, I'm just a high yaller
B
Ain't even bad, I ain't even good
I don't understand and I ain't understood
Not a friend sticks to the end when you're yaller
C
Take me to a church and make me pray
Make me sing a psalm there;
You better leave my soul in a crude cafe
I don't even belong there
B
Oh Lord, can't you make a sinner a saint
Why did you start me but run out of paint
Pass me by, a no-'count yellow man
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