Colonial Porch Blues

Music: "Uncle Sam, and Uncle Tom, sitting on that plantations colonial porch, sippen lemonade".

ChatGPT said:

🎵 Title: "Colonial Porch Blues"
Style: Swampy Delta blues with a sly, slow swing — maybe a hint of funk gospel on the edges. Think slide guitar, upright bass, and a smirking harmonica.

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🎶 Verse 1
Uncle Sam, and Uncle Tom,
Sittin’ on that porch like nothin’s wrong,
Lemonade drip, but the sugar’s gone,
Talkin’ 'bout freedom with chains still on.

Rockin’ chairs squeak out history’s moan,
One sells dreams, the other’s loaned,
Porch paint peelin’, truth overgrown,
Whitewash thick on that ol’ gravestone.

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🎶 Chorus
Mmm, they sippin' slow in the settin’ sun,
Talkin’ ‘bout justice like it already won,
But the field’s still sweatin’, the whip’s still hummin’,
Ain’t no emancipation if the master’s still drummin’.
Hey now—
Don’t tell me we free ‘cause we changed the song,
Same ol' porch, just a different con.

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🎶 Verse 2
Flags wave lazy in that Southern breeze,
But cotton don’t lie and neither do knees,
Sam says, “We built this, it’s legacy!”
Tom just nods—he’s tryin’ to please.

Mail-order liberty, made for some,
Stamped with approval by a smokin’ gun,
The courthouse laughs in marbled tone,
While the past plays poker on a preacher’s phone.

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🎶 Bridge
Is it lemonade, or bitter tears?
Passed down taste from 400 years.
Front porch gospel in a house of fear,
They toast to peace, but profit from fear.

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🎶 Final Chorus
Mmm, don’t rock too hard, you’ll tip that seat,
A porch like this got blood beneath,
Sippin’ slow while the world catch flame,
Same ol’ porch—just a different name.

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Tag Line:
🎙️ “Don’t sell me sweet when the roots still burnin’—I know what history's servin’.”