I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother. 

They send me to eat in the kitchen 
When company comes, 
But I laugh, 
And eat well, 
And grow strong.

Tomorrow, 
I'll be at the table 
When company comes. 
Nobody'll dare 
Say to me, 
"Eat in the kitchen," 
Then.

Besides, 
They'll see how beautiful I am 
And be ashamed--

I, too, am America.