Toni Morrison
Take My Mother Home
My lady rides a Tennessee stud with a tiny whip in her hand. The afternoon sky is kind to her and the wind is in love with her veil. Her coat is as red as her heart. The spurs on her heels glint like knives where the mesh of the stud is soft
I wish I had me a fast-footed horse; a veil to wrap my mind. I wish I had me a tiny little whip and a heart that could close like a coat
Take my mother home; take my mother on home
I ain't free; never mind about me
Take my mother home
Take my father home; let my father see his home
I ain't free; don't worry about me
Take my father home
Take my sister home; lead my sister home
I ain't free; forget about me
Take my sister home
Take my brother home; show him the way to get home
I ain't free; it don't matter about me
Take my brother home
Take my baby home; take my baby home
I ain't free and I never will be
Take my pretty baby on home
Home. Home
I can stay here all alone if you
Take my mother home