SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE EAGLE IN DE AIR

Sometimes I feel like eagle in de air

Some-a dese mornin’s bright an’ fair

I’m goin’ to lay down my heavy load;

Goin’ to spread my wings an’ cleave de air.

You may bury me in de east,

You may bury me in de west,

But I’ll hear de trumpet sound

In-a dat mornin’.

Anonymous. Negro Spiritual,
Nineteenth Century
(zachowana orginalna pisownia)


Kathern Welsh. Eagle.