I was born in Alabama, but I never knew my Momma.
And treated me just like I was their own.
She gave me away at three months old.
A Holiness preacher man's daughter,
Some folks in Mississippi took me in and kept me,
Momma says she don't remember him.
And a hardAnd my real Momma was Apache, my real Daddy? Hell, don't ask me. And I'm sure somewhere in my history, I've got some slave blood in me.
I never really fit in any place,
And some folks think I look Mexican.
'Cause there's always a part of me to hate.
I'm the rainbow man. That's who I am.
I'm a little white and black and red and tan.
I've got all these different colors in my skin.
Well, I know you may doubt it, but if you stop and think about it,
I'm the rainbow man.
There's one common thing that we've all got. People from all countries come here because they're hungry,
Red's the only color in our veins.
For what's cookin' in America's meltin' pot.
And I'm the rainbow man.
We're all different but the same. Livin' in a rainbow land.
I'm white and black and yellow and brown and red and tan.
And I'm so proud of all the colors that I am I'm the rainbow man.
All these colors make me American,
I'm the rainbow man.
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