Till Emmett Come Home

It’s Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair,

Be-ware. It’s

Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair,

Don’t stare. It’s

Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair,

Take care. It’s

Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair.

She’s a pretty white doll, that sits on her pedestal

We are forced to care for her needs.

Oh, beautiful little white doll;

More dangerous than she seems.

Primp and prim.

Pretty and precious.

She walks down these streets, owned but not built by her.

She who manifests destiny, but only along for the ride.

She who owns nothing but has all the pride.

Don’t let her hear you speak ill.

She’ll run to that white man; his wrath dangerous as waters are still.

So, if you hear her coming by

Just whisper on the sly, it’s

It’s Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair,

Be-ware. It’s

Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair,

Don’t stare. It’s

Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair,

Take care. It’s

Becky with the good hair,

Becky with the good hair.