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    STILL I BELIEVE (IN LOVE)

    Believe

    an old man told me

    not too long ago

    that mountain over yonder

    once could be budged

    but it dont move no mo

    not since true romance died

    and a lovers pride

    ended up on death row

     

    i stole  a glance at the hill

    he was speaking about

    told him sage i agree with you

    but at least i got to scout

    and if what you  say is true

    i will sit down next to you

    flip a pole in this bayou

    and fish for some  trout

     

    old man asked me

    when it comes to love

    how many times have you lost

    i said sage

    with all due respect i havent taken the time

    to add up the cost

    not with so many of my brothers dying

    and the many rivers our people 

    still have to cross

     

    but  let me say this

    i aint never  felt alone

    from the freedom lands

    down to the  devils pan

    i have roamed

    believe it or not someone 

    has always been there

    with an old shirt to spare

    a hot meal and the use of a phone

     

    well

    i believe in love

    still  searching for the love i seek

    and if i lose  faith in love

    who is going to take a chance

    on loving me

     

    old man said

    well them  development boys

    done blocked the river all up

    built a  casino down on the bayou

    to take more from poor folks 

    already down on their luck

    then he shook his head

    set some coffee to boiling

    and handed me a tip cup

     

    i said 

    sage i met this fiesty lady 

    named katrina down in new orleans

    it felt like the 7 seals was opening 

    in a bad dream

    but in the aftermath

    one thing she taught  me thats true

    aint nothing a man can damn

    when a river decides

    to retrace its roots

     

    closed my eyes

    not to sleep but to cogitate

    whispered  to the old man

    look i know  my chances aint that great

    but in this war of  attrition

    against satans minions

    nothing  beats having a good woman

    by your side

    with whom you can confide

     

    you see sage

    seems  to me them powerful men

    is trying to make love  appear corrupt

    and it plays with your feelings

    because when it comes to love

    we both felt sure

    until  there was a note on loves door 

    saying she dont  live here anymore

    but i am stubborn

     

    well 

    i believe in love

    still searching for the love i seek

    and if i lose faith in love

    who is going to take a chance

    on loving me

     

    old man sighed and said

    down in jefferson parish

    i knew this gal named flo

    where she is buried

    lord i dont even know

    but i had a love jones on her mean

    then he chuckled and said

    or maybe it was the way she 

    made them good collard greens

     

    i laughed  and said

    sage i truly understand

    lord knows when it comes to love

    aint nothing you can plan

    but god has a sense of humor

    did you ever think you would live 

    long enough to see a man 

    of african descent

    grow up 

    to become  an american president

     

    old man smiled and said

    you make a damn good point 

    but hell

    love is even harder than that

    seems like the rules up and change

    everytime  you learn the true facts

    guess thats why i am lonely

    fishin in this old bayou

    sitting under this tree

    thats older than me

     

    i said sage

    i dig your logic

    heck you have been there

    but the way i see it

    abraham

    jesus and the prophet muhammad

    spread the good word and died

    still love hasnt gone anywhere

    there is just a mountain 

    waiting to be moved

    and we got to cross a river damned

    by man

    to answer loves demand

     

    well

    i believe in love

    still searching for the love i seek

    and  if i lose faith in love

    who is  going to take a chance

    on loving me

     

    who is going to take a chance

    on loving me

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    • 12 May 2011
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