Armstrong

Armstrong, I ain't black
I'm white as can be
When we want to sing of hope
What a stroke of bad luck
Yeah, I can see the sky, the bird
Nothing, nothing, nothing shines up there
The angels... Zero
I'm white as can be
Armstrong, you're cracking up

We see all your teeth
Me, I'm more in the dark
Dark inside
Sing for me, Louis, oh yeah
Sing, sing, sing, it keeps me warm
I'm cold, oh me
Who’s white as can be
Armstrong, life, what a story?
It ain't too funny
Whether we write it white on black
Or black on white

We mostly see red, red
Blood, blood, no rest or peace
Whether we're, my faith
Black or white as can be
Armstrong, one day, sooner or later
We're just bones
Will yours be black?
That would be funny
Come on, Louis, hallelujah
Beyond our rags
Black and white look alike
Like two drops of water
Oh yeah!