ring, ring,.... i´ve got to sing

don´t cry my baby
don´t cry all the while
don´t cry my baby
just give me a smile
seen my daddy die in the war
seen my mamma die cryin´ for

Ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing
a-ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing

they call me a hounddog
they call me a swine
it´s all because of my color
for their war though I´m fine

Ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing
a-ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing
Dee dum dee dum

they´re talkin´ ´bout freedom
of religion and race
but if you´re a negro
they slap you in the face

Ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing
a-ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing

so what´s the use fightin´ for
that sacred democracy
when Ku Klux Klan murd´rers
are going scot-free

Ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing
a-ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing

But I´m still happy
so don´t cry, my babe
together we´ll strife for
bein´ free people some day

Ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing
a-ring-a a-ring-a
but I´ve got to sing

dum dah dah dee yay-ay
dee dum dah dah dee day
dee dum dah dah dee day-ay
dee dum dah dah dee yay