Upcoming Concerts for Anika Noni Rose, Tonya Pinkins, Tracy Nicole Chapman, Marva Hicks & Ramona Keller

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anika Noni Rose
Anika Noni Rose
Vocals
Tonya Pinkins
Tonya Pinkins
Vocals
Tracy Nicole Chapman
Tracy Nicole Chapman
Vocals
Marva Hicks
Marva Hicks
Vocals
Ramona Keller
Ramona Keller
Performer
Aisha De Haas
Aisha De Haas
Vocals
Alice Playten
Alice Playten
Vocals
Anja Wood
Anja Wood
Cello
Capathia Jenkins
Capathia Jenkins
Vocals
Chandra Wilson
Chandra Wilson
Vocals
Chuck Cooper
Chuck Cooper
Vocals
David Costabile
David Costabile
Vocals
David Creswell
David Creswell
Viola
Harrison Chad
Harrison Chad
Vocals
John Clancy
John Clancy
Percussion
Larry Keith
Larry Keith
Vocals
Leon Thomas
Leon Thomas
Vocals
Linda Twine
Linda Twine
Music Director
Lou Marini
Lou Marini
Reeds
Marcus Carl Franklin
Marcus Carl Franklin
Vocals
Matthew Sklar
Matthew Sklar
Keyboards
Paul Woodiel
Paul Woodiel
Violin
Reathel Bean
Reathel Bean
Vocals
Shane Shanahan
Shane Shanahan
Percussion
Stephen Wisner
Stephen Wisner
Reeds
Steve Bargonetti
Steve Bargonetti
Guitar
Veanne Cox
Veanne Cox
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeanine Tesori
Jeanine Tesori
Composer
Tony Kushner
Tony Kushner
Songwriter
Eberhard Ramm
Eberhard Ramm
Copyist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeanine Tesori
Jeanine Tesori
Producer
Bill Rosenfield
Bill Rosenfield
Executive Producer
Jason Spears
Jason Spears
Assistant Engineer
Kimberly Grigsby
Kimberly Grigsby
Music Supervisor
Michael Rafter
Michael Rafter
Associate Producer
Pat Sullivan
Pat Sullivan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It's time, then It's time for dreams No one waiting to warm the dark No one hoping that I wear red No one wanting to spark my spark No one needing, needing to share my bed Don't break promises, Emmie (Nobody's arm) Do like you say you say you do (to cradle) Don't give yourself options (my head) Most folks lives without 'em (to talk) Most folks does without 'em (about news) Talk about views, talk about change 'Bout the President's death (How the day went, or how time flown) Lost track of time, Mama, sorry Aunt Claudia say she'd mind the children (or life been spent) Say she don't mind mindin' them (or I'm alone) Sorry, Mama, I was out bein' shiftless Havin' fun What kind of fun? You remember fun, Mama Out at the parkin' lot 'Longside the A&W Bunch of us talkin', dancin' to the radio The President's dead I know The radio play music anyway Just some old white man Sent Larry off to Vietnam Sorry he dead I ain't killed him I'm too tired to fight You don't do me right I can't do with no daughter as shiftless as you Just some old white man (oh) Don't care about the Black man Emmie Thibideaux! Since when you say "Black" man? You say "colored", or "Negro", like you was raised up to! Say he do stuff for us Get our vote He just ignore us Same ol' story, Mama Same tired old lie If you gotta do it, Mama Go ahead and cry I ain't got no tears to shed For no dead white guy Free, free Lonesome and free Go on and get yourself to bed, girl (no one pacing) Whoever put a mouth like that on you? (the floor for me) I know I didn't do it (Flower) God didn't do it (don't need) Some days, I don't know what I'm gonna do (no honeybee) (If free mean misery) How your knees today? (then that's what I'll be) They fine Go on to sleep (Ain't nobody's baby) Don't wake up the babies (Ain't property) Say prayers for us all (Got nothin' at all) Give your mama a kiss ('Cept bein' alone) Apologize to God for being a such unholy priss (Free and lonely) And a caution and a sass 'Fore your mama whoops your -
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