Biography:
India.Arie, born India Arie Simpson on October 3, 1975, in Denver, Colorado.
She absorbed musical skill early in life, encouraged by both parents: her mother, Joyce, herself a former singer, and now India Arie's stylist; and her father, former ABA and NBA basketball player Ralph Simpson (not former NBA star player Ralph Sampson, as has been mistakenly reported in some media). She had taken up a succession of musical instruments throughout her schooling in Denver
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Other songs:
- Beautiful
- Beautiful Flower
- Beautiful Surprise
- Break The Shell
- Brown Skin
- Can I Walk With You
- Chocolate High
- Complicated Melody
- Ghetto
- Gift Of Acceptance
- Give Thanks
- Good Man
- Good Mourning
- Headed In The Right Direction
- I Am Light
- Indias Song
- Just For Today
- Just Let It Go
- Promise
- Purify Me
- Ready For Love
- Soulbird Rise
- The Truth
- Therapy
- Theres Hope
- Video
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[Artist:] India.Arie
[Song:] India’Song
[Album:] Testimony: Vol. 1, Life & Relationship
[Year:] 2006
Am7 Em
Too much hypocrisy in this old southern town for me
Am7 Em
Way back in 1619 began this tragic story
Am7 Em
Thrown into slavery the crime was the colour of skin
Am7 Em Cadd9
Never to see the light of the past again
[Chorus:]
G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song
G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame
Am7 Em Am7 Em
I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way
Am7 Em Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna go where the wind calls my name
G Cadd9 G
The wind is calling India India India
It's a typical Savannah day
So I take my guitar to the park and I play
Sitting up under the live oak tree
The strangest feeling came over me
Is this the tree where my brother was hung?
Is this the ground where is body was burnt?
God gave to me the gift of song so I dedicate this one
[chorus]
Superiority, who have you better than me
Wasting precious time on racist mentality
This is only the beginning
because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending
Spirit knows no colour either you're a hater or a lover
[chorus]
[Song:] India’Song
[Album:] Testimony: Vol. 1, Life & Relationship
[Year:] 2006
Am7 Em
Too much hypocrisy in this old southern town for me
Am7 Em
Way back in 1619 began this tragic story
Am7 Em
Thrown into slavery the crime was the colour of skin
Am7 Em Cadd9
Never to see the light of the past again
[Chorus:]
G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song
G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna go where the rivers run deep enough to drown my shame
Am7 Em Am7 Em
I wanna go where the stars shine bright enough to show me the way
Am7 Em Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cadd9
I wanna go where the wind calls my name
G Cadd9 G
The wind is calling India India India
It's a typical Savannah day
So I take my guitar to the park and I play
Sitting up under the live oak tree
The strangest feeling came over me
Is this the tree where my brother was hung?
Is this the ground where is body was burnt?
God gave to me the gift of song so I dedicate this one
[chorus]
Superiority, who have you better than me
Wasting precious time on racist mentality
This is only the beginning
because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending
Spirit knows no colour either you're a hater or a lover
[chorus]
Indica
Indigenous
Indigentes
Indigo
Indigo & the Sir (...)