You niggers listen now I'm gonna tell you how To keep from getting torchered When the Klan is on the prowl Stay at home at night And lock your doors up tight Don't go outside or else you'll find Those crosses-a-burnin' bright Now I know you won't believe me So I'm gonna tell you why The Kajun Ku Klux Klan Is gonna get you by and by I'm warnin' you that when I'm through You're gonna change your tune This story's 'bout a nigger His name was Levi Coon
He walked into a cafe He thought he'd get a bite He thought that they would serve him Since they passed the civil rights The waitress told him no And that he'd better go He said, "No ma'am, my Uncle Sam say I don't have to go." So he sat there in that cafe Bein' stubborn as a mule No matter what she said He wouldn't get up off that stool He sat there like a jackass Said, "I'm gonna demonstarate. I came in here to eat, and I ain't leavin' 'til I've ate."
The waitess had enough She said, "I'll call your bluff." She said, "If we can't treat you right We'll have to treat you rough." The phone was in her hands She gave him one more chance He wouldn't go, and so she called The Kajun Ku Klux Klan When he saw them cajuns comin' Levi knew it was too late His eyes popped out his head And his kinky hair got straight He said, "Oh lousy white folks I didn't mean a thing. Why did I have to listen To that demonstrator King?"
Now niggers understand They tied up both his hands He was at the mercy of The Kajun Ku Klux Klan I knew just what they'd do Levi knew it too I knew what kind of torture They would put that nigger through Now the moral of this story As plain as it can be Niggers mind your business And let us white folks be You'd better heed my warnin' And try to understand Don't you demonstrate Around the Kajun Ku Klux Klan