I was born in Alabama, but I never knew my Momma.
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She gave me away at three months old.
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Some folks in Mississippi took me in an' kept me,
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An' treated me just like I was their own.
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A Holiness preacher man's daughter,
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And a hard-working sharecropper father.
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An' my Momma was Apache, my real Daddy? Hell, don't ask me.
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Momma says she don't remember him.
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An' I'm sure somewhere in my history, I've got some slave blood in me.
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An' some folks think I look Mexican.
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I never really fit in any place,
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'Cause there's always a part of me to hate.
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I'm the rainbow man.
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That's who I am.
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I'm a little white an' black an' red and tanned.
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I've got all these different colors in my skin.
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I'm the rainbow man.
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Well, I know you may doubt it, but if you stop an' think about it,
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There's one common thing that we've all got.
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People from all countries come here because they're hungry,
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For what's cookin' in America's meltin' pot.
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We're all different but the same.
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Red's the only color in our veins.
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And I'm the rainbow man.
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Livin' in a rainbow land.
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I'm white an' black an' yellow an' brown an' red and tanned.
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And I'm so proud of all the colors that I am:
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I'm the rainbow man.
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All these colors make me American,
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I'm the rainbow man.
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Rainbow Man
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Jeff Bates |