I,
too,
sing
America.
I
am
the
darker
brother.
They
send
me
to
eat
in
the
kitchen
When
company
comes,
But
I laugh,
And
eat
well,
And
grow
strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll
be
at
the
table
When
company
comes.
Nobody'll
dare
Say
to
me,
"Eat
in
the
kitchen,"
Then.
Besides,
They'll
see
how
beautiful
I am
And
be
ashamed--
I, too, am America.