She stands in the dusty doorway
Greeting another new day
With a broom in her hand
She ain't got no man
She sweeps down the doorsteps and mops the dingy hallways
And cleans off the cold grey sidewalk
She proves she can work like a man
Shes doing the best she can
Pulling down garbage and stacking up cans
With sweat on her face and dirt on her hands
Shes doing the best she can
She ain't got no man
She lives in the basement flat of this old house
The bed bugs the roaches the rat and the mouse
Here they all make their home where the sun never shone
She sits in that lonely basement
Listening to the sound of the Timmerman house
Was that the sound of a mouse is someone crying in the house
Where has that dark laughter gone
Look down that long black life
And tell me what do you see
All the black men, women and children
They striving to be free
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