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This is a story 'bout a ride I can't forget
It was autumn in Minnesota, it was rainy, and wet
So I into the first cab that I saw
The heater was on but the chill wouldn't thaw

The driver of the cab he had a pock marked
He didn't seem too unfriendly, he was just starin' off into
And he told me that he used to a truck
And that now he was down on his luck

We talked a bit about travelin', told him that I'd to the USSR
He looked at me in the rear view and said
"Ain't that the Jews and commies are?"
And I knew I was in for a hell of a
My was calm but I was burnin' up inside, oh yeah

He told me he had a dream to go to a free from niggers and Jews
"Austria?," I asked out loud, as I down at my shoes
Then he said, "That's right"
He said, "Hey man, ain't you to be white?"

I played along with him a bit, I
"What do you mean? I'm not sure"
That's when he told me how he admired the Fuhrer
We drove on through the Pines
And the rain it started on the highway signs, oh yeah

I said, "Don't you think it was wrong
I mean, gassin' all them Jews?" And he told me only
Fault was that he had to go and a war that should have
Set the white man free to inherit the entire earth as his

Then he started fishin' for a cassette tape that gotten in
A special class and on it some teacher was talkin' about
The Jews at last and about how were all to blame
For every problem that you could name

I out my window, started thinkin' about my life
Thinkin' about my children, thinkin' my wife
And I wondered how much more I endure
Of the hatred so and so pure

When we got to my brother's house I tipped him a dollar or two
And I was wonderin' if known all along that his passenger was a Jew
I just at my breath in the freezin' night
when my brother came to the door and put on the light, oh yeah

Don't tell me children, your dreams
Our heads are still pounding the sound of their screams
And the blood is still down European streams
And it's you who have no right to yourself a human being
Here I am, in a cab with a cut rate Aryan

I spent the next with a man who had death camp numbers
On his arm and I swore to myself I would do to protect him
From further harm and he told me you may go
You must refute if they say it wasn't so, huh