I'll sing you a song a southern town where the devil had his rule When marshalls faced an angry mob to one man to school His was jimmy meredith The he helped to turn For he chose to on that terrible day The land was soon to
was blood, red blood, on their hands, Yellow dirt on clothes What they thought they doing, Only God and the knows There was hate, hate, in their hearts, from their souls like a gun And as they threw stones and bricks, They screamed, "see what you done!"
The governor made a promise he would the trouble down But the mob got ugly no troopers could be found And men were with hate and fear, They screamed the night The flag waved in the air The of state's rights
There was blood, red blood, on hands, Yellow dirt on clothes What they they were doing, Only God and the knows was hate, cold hate, in their hearts, Shot from their souls a gun And as they threw stones and bricks, They screamed, "see what you done!"
Gas was fired into the mob after attack And though the gas was running low, they fired back And when the had cleared and the fury felt it's pain Two men were dead and a bled The south had risen
So mr barnet, and mr walker, too The times are changing mighty fast, they'll roll over you But you'll head for the south, to the southern tip of hell And it's hot down there, white-hot there Let's hear rebel yell!
There was blood, red blood, on hands, Yellow dirt on their What thought they were doing, Only God and the devil There was hate, cold hate, in hearts, Shot from souls like a gun And as threw their stones and bricks, They screamed, "see what you done!" "see you have done!"