HOW BESSIE PRAY

Lady Blues states nobody knows my name, buy my compositions shall compliment the sounds of black roots. The blues was born the motherland of suffering and pain, oh how the poetic revolution, when the Deep South lived and prayed by the black psalms. The history that bared the pain and the underground that brought a new day, through the suffering came enhancement, and through the roots of cries brought character, and character that sooth the suffering of the end of slavery and the roads to freedom. Lord I Ain't Going To Study War No More, I'se on my way to the freedom land, lord I shall open the door. All rights reserved