Blowhard, Esq. writes:

Doesn’t matter that it’s ultimately complimentary and sympathetic to Ms. Davis, the lyrics and Jagger’s black accent would render it verboten.

Got a sweet black angel,
Got a pin up girl.
Got a sweet black angel,
Up upon my wall.
Well, she ain’t no singer,
And she ain’t no star,
But she sure talk good,
And she move so fast.
But the gal in danger,
Yeah, de gal in chains,
But she keep on pushin’,
Would ya take her place?
She countin’ up de minutes,
She countin’ up de days,
She’s a sweet black angel, woh,
Not a sweet black slave.

Ten little niggers
Sittin’ on de wall,
Her brothers been a-fallin’,
Fallin’ one by one.
For a judge’s murder,
In a judge’s court,
Now de judge he gonna judge her,
For all dat he’s worth.

Well de gal in danger,
De gal in chains,
But she keep on pushin’
Would you do the same?
She countin’ up de minutes,
She countin’ up de days,
She’s a sweet black angel,
Not a gun-toting teacher,
Not a Red-lovin’ school mom,
Ain’t someone gonna free her?
Free de sweet black slave.
Free de sweet black slave.