Cletus Got Shot - Jim Crow | Текст песни

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n the south there lives a man,
ten feet tall with blood red hands;
and he never, no never loses control.
He is gracious to the poor.
He never asked for any more.
For a dollar a day,
you can be his modern slave.
Old Jim Crow is his name.
He ran this town with no shame.
He is the law and the law is here for him.
There is no working class;
just the ash of the working poor.
If you had a boss, your boss was Old Jim Crow.
Old Jim Crow is a ruthless man.
All that he knows is the Ku Klux Klan.
Old Jim he up and died; a bullet in his eye.
You might have killed the man,
but his spirit flies on.
Well, if you want your life back,
then don’t ask Jim for jack.
Cause he’ll never lift a hand for you.
Old Jim Crow is a ruthless man.
All that he knows is the Ku Klux Klan.
Old Jim Crow is a ruthless man.
All that he knows is the Ku Klux Klan.
In the south there lived a man,
ten feet tall with blood red hands;
and he never
no never
lost control...

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