Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Ryan Speedo Green
Ryan Speedo Green
Interprète
Latonia Moore
Latonia Moore
Interprète
Cheikh Mbaye
Cheikh Mbaye
Interprète
Oleode Oshotse
Oleode Oshotse
Interprète
Jon Luc Jobson-Larkin
Jon Luc Jobson-Larkin
Interprète
Judah Taylor
Judah Taylor
Interprète
Denisha Ballew
Denisha Ballew
Interprète
Walter Russell III
Walter Russell III
Interprète
Yannick Nézet-Séguin
Yannick Nézet-Séguin
Direction d’orchestre
The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra
The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra
Orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Terence Blanchard
Terence Blanchard
Composition

Paroles

See how the ground pack hard and smooth?
You gotta broke it up
You gotta disturb the earth for things to grow
We may not have much, but we got this land
Two whole acres of fruit trees
Peach trees, fig and pecan
Ma'am Grace always said
"If you got fertile land, that's all you need"
We'll plant peas and corn
Tomatoes and green beans
Enough to feed five hungry boys
And Uncle Paul and me
We won't starve
With fertile soil, we'll eat
We got our health, we got our pride
With fertile soil, we will survive
We grow our food, our harvest proves we'll be alright
Once I was young and smooth
My garden wild and unmowed
Then a man turned my earth and dug deep into my soul
He said, "You're my garden now
I reap what I sow"
And he disturb my earth and made things grow
And grow I did
Child after child in fertile soil
No longer wild, I bore his fruit
He picked me clean and left me bare
But I'll grow again
I'm fertile soil, dark and rich
I'll grow again
I bore his fruit
He picked me clean and left me bare
But I'll grow again
I'm fertile soil, dark and rich
I'll grow again
You gotta disturb the earth for things to grow
For seeds to take root, the ground must be sowed
I bore his fruit
He picked me clean and left me bare
But I'll grow again
I'm fertile soil, dark and rich
I'll grow again
Billie, Billie
A whole cattle truck turned over on the highway
There's cows stumbling all over the road
Come on, boys, grab your guns
We gonna shoot us some cow
Ooh, we gonna eat like kings
Can I come too?
No, baby, you stay here and play (Come on)
Written by: Terence Blanchard
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