Mary Don’t You Weep

Tonight my house is quiet. I’m sitting here reading and my mind drifts to the painful and heroic anniversaries Americans have marked in these days, Lincoln’s delivery of a spare and hammered Gettysburg address over graves of the slaughtered, and the assassination of JFK on a street in the (then) mean city of Dallas. Here’s an American spiritual song from the time of slavery performed in the style and spirit of wild and irreverent New Orleans. Healing comes from that city’s music.

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