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Brenda Russell - Celie's Curse lyrics

Artist: Brenda Russell

album: The Color Purple (New Broadway Cast Recording)


No, no
Leave me alone!
No, get out. Get out of- God
Leave me alone, you
Goddamn
Get out of my house!
No, get away from me
No, stop. Help!
What are you lookin' at?
Bunch of damn fools!
He always been cruel
Celie cursed me!
Never cared for nothing
Treat everybody like animals
Treat animals like dirt
Beat his chirren
Beat his horse
Never did one kind thing for nobody
Yes, I did
Not one thing
I did!
You know what?
I don't have to stay here
Worthless town
I can walk right down this road by myself
Never see nobody I know ever again
Nobody to put up with
Nobody to mess with me
Nobody to push me around
Nobody to tell me what to do
Nobody expect somethin' of me
Nobody to tell me who I am
Or who I ain't
Nobody!
He got nobody to blame but himself
I got plenty to blame
My dad had beat me
For my own good, he say
My first wife got kilt
When she run away
My kids is all fools
My crops is all dead
Only woman I love won't lie in my bed
A black man's life
Can't get any worse
'Less he wastin' away
Under Miss Celie's curse!
So tell me how a man do good
When all he know is bad?
Harpo happy
What right he got to be happy?
Wife leave
Girlfriend leave him, too
His momma died in his arms
Somebody tell me
How he keep findin'
So much good from so much bad?
His wife come back
His business fine
Everyone say
Harpo shine
For all they've been through
They do just fine
Nothin' I say
Change people's mind about me
Ain't gon' be nothin' I say
Gon' be somethin' I do
Maybe all my good lay ahead of me
Ain't gon' be nothin' I say
Gon' be somethin' I do
Maybe everything I do
Dear Nettie
Us never seen anything as beautiful
As Shug Avery house in Memphis
Is big and pink
And looks sorta like a barn
Except where you put the hay
Shug got bedrooms and toilets
And a big ballroom
Where she and her band sometimes work
My bedroom looks out over the creek
Couple of months ago
Shug come home from a roadtrip
All bloated from eating bad food
She say she wanted me
To make her some pants that would fit her
No matter what size she was

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