She aint no good girl
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It was,1955 Lily Blue hines was not the rebellious type
young woman. she was always Miss yes mam or yes
sir! she mind her manners and did what her parents
told her with a smile just like a sweet christian gal was
suppose to. but her sisters wasn't always mannerable
acting that role of good girls, but praying now I lay
me down to sleep and chasing boys.but my parents
thought we could do no wrong.thank God they took
the time to install some church in us.the only thing
my father was against was meddling ol racist white
folks,that made him fall a lil short with the lord.he says
and the idea of mixing races was a disgust to him.he
thought his daughters should only marry strong,black
smart,successful gentlemen much like himself.I didn't
see anything wrong with that part but forbid me to marry
a white boy! was to me a hurt bitter black man talking,
because my father in my eyes was a real man. not this
salty,angry black man that let every cruel thing that
a white man ever did to us black folks caused him to
become less of my father and more my enemy as I
began to fall in love a white boy for the very first
time.
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