Streets Are Burnin

Streets Are Burnin'

(Music & Lyrics © Ronald D. Crowder, Jim Casey, Danny Casey)
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This is a song I wrote with my friends Jim Casey and his brother Danny Casey right after the killing of George Floyd. We were all broken up about it and Danny was inspired to write some lyrics. Jim got in touch with me and had a musical idea that was very sort of psychedelic Hendrix. I loved the lyrical idea, but I wasn’t feeling the musical direction. I went away with it for a couple of hours and took it in a completely different musical direction. I also changed up the lyrics significantly. As I began to work with it, my feelings went beyond George Floyd and to the treatment of African-Americans in general, and how that egregious treatment has been going on for way too long. As much “progress“ has been made in terms of civil rights, racism hasn’t gone away. The killing of George Floyd by a white police officer, something that has happened far too frequently over the years, just felt like yet another breaking point in a long line of breaking points. I cried a lot when I was working on this song. I’m not black, so I can’t pretend to know what it feels like to go through what they’ve gone through as a race, but I can certainly empathize with another human being who has been gravely mistreated and was unjustly killed.


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My heart is broken 
We need a new start 
Black lives being torn apart 
Been messed up for way too long 
I’m so tired of that same ole song 
We come together but it don’t last long 
The devil’s work is never done
 
Say his name, Say his name 
The Black man has no voice in this land 
Say his name, Say his name 
And strike right back with what he has in his hand 

The streets are burning 
And so is my soul 
For the loss of my brothers 
God only knows 

The streets are burning 
We yearn to be free 
A good man lies dying 
Because he can’t breathe  

Preachers’ preachin’ 
Their sermons in church 
While fires rage all over the earth 
Hard to reach the Promised Land 
When no one sees the invisible man 
Through the valleys, over mountains we climb 
We’ll never cross the color line 

Say his name, Say his name 
The Black man has no voice in this land 

Say his name, Say his name 
And strike right back with what he has in his hand 

The streets are burning 
And so is my soul 
For the loss of my brothers 
God only knows 

The streets are burning 
We yearn to be free 
A good man lies dying 
Because he can’t breathe 

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