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Vol. 21, No. 3: Music

A Black Man Tells His Son the Whole Story

by Lenard D. Moore

“For fifty years I sweat my dues, / wept salt liquor from the blues. / This story I tell wherever I go.”

I never had the chance to stay in school.
My daddy said “work,” and his word was rule.
This story I tell wherever I go.

This article appears as an abstract above, the complete article can be accessed in Project Muse
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