Good Morning, Daddy! Ain't You Heard The

My Soul Has Grown Deep Like The Rivers.

Don't Come Giving Me, Who's Old Enough To Die And Too Near Blind To Create Anything Any More Anyhow, A Great Big Banquet That You Eat Up In Honor Of Your Own Stomachs As Much As In Honor Of Me- Who's Toothless And Can't Eat.

Whiskey Just Naturally Likes Me But Beer Likes Me Better.

Let America Be America, Where Equality Is In The Air We Breathe.

The Past Has Been A Mint Of Blood And Sorrow. That Must Not Be True Of Tomorrow.