Bach to Rap

Bach to Rap

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Bach to Rap episodes

  • Bernice Johnson Reagon, The Freedom Singers: "Ain't Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Round"
    Lyrics:
    Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain’t gonna let segregation turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let segregation turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain’t gonna let no jail house turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let no jail house turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain’t gonna let no nervous Nellie turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let no nervous Nellie turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain’t gonna let Chief Pritchett turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let Chief Pritchett turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain’t gonna let Mayor Kelley turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let Mayor Kelley turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain't gonna let no Uncle Tom turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let no Uncle Tom turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around
    Turn me around, turn me around.
    Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me around,
    Keep on a walking, keep on a talking,
    Marchin’ up to Freedom Land.
    3 min
  • Bob Dylan: "The Times They Are A-Changin"
    Lyrics:
    Come gather round people, wherever you roam
    And admit that the waters around you have grown
    And accept it that soon, you'll be drenched to the bone
    If your time to you is worth saving
    Then you better start swimming, or you'll sink like a stone
    For the times they are a-changin'.
    Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen
    And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
    And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin
    And there's no tellin' who that it's naming
    For the loser now will be later to win
    For the times they are a-changin'.
    Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call
    Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
    For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
    There's a battle outside and it is raging
    It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
    For the times they are a-changin'.
    Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
    And don't criticize what you can't understand
    Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
    Your old road is rapidly aging
    Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
    For the times they are a-changin'.
    The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast
    The slow one now will later be fast
    As the present now will later be past
    The order is rapidly fading
    And the first one now will later be last
    For the times they are a-changin'.
    4 min

About Bach to Rap

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For the general music class at Phelps Senior High School, Washington, DC.