Coisa da Antiga
Clara Nunes
Old School Thing
In the washtub, grandma washed, grandma washed
The clothes that mom wore when she was baptized
And mom, when she was a girl, had to iron, had to iron
Lots of smoke and heat on the iron
Today mom told me about grandma, just about grandma
Said that in her time it was much better
Even crouched in the washtub and blowing on the coal iron
There was more friendship and more respect
She said that back then the word of a mere citizen
Was worth more than nowadays a million-dollar bill
She finally said that what is freedom
No one cares anymore
That's an old school thing, oh in the washtub
Today mom's eyes welled up, just welled up
When she remembered the old man, my great-grandfather
She said he was a slave but didn't give in to slavery
He was always running away and causing trouble
She told me that the story of my great-grandfather, the runaway black man
Should serve as an example to 'those black folks'
She finally said that what is truly important
No one cares anymore
That's an old school thing
Hey in the washtub
