Kiana Ledé - Dear Mr. President (Official Audio)
Kiana Ledé - Dear Mr. President (Official Audio)
Through all the crying and pleading, all the protesting and donating, I wanted to do something that always makes me feel lighter -- singing. I came across the song “Dear Mr. President” by P!nk and realized so many of the lyrics are STILL relevant today. This song was originally released 14 years ago. I hope this song drives people to VOTE because Trump is a symbol of racism and we are facing the impending doom of his re-election. In order for us to follow through, he needs to be replaced. All of mine and Republic Records’ proceeds from the song are being donated to the NAACP Empowerment Programs which fight against issues like police brutality, wrongful imprisonment, voter suppression, racial biased education and much more.
"Dear Mr. President" lyrics:
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eyeAnd tell me why?
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a spoiled boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb, and we're not blind
You sent their parents to different places
Then left them sitting in your cages
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of man thinks a marriage isn't right if you are gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
Does she only talk when she copies it all?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Can't afford the cast so you live with the pain
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you?
