Them good old boys they kept their trust despite the rising crime. Clean White robes, good strong ropes - they're just doing fine. When the South came second best, good old Dixie was in a mess. Got together the men in White, the South would't give up without fight.
I said, don't give up hope - they can cope! Don't give up hope - fetch that rope!
Carpet baggars from the North, encouraged strengthened laws. All they brought was misery, like vultures in a war. Law and order really died, the Klansmen didn't flinch. If somebody broke the law he was likely to get lynched.
I said, don't give up hope - they can cope! Don't give up hope - fetch that rope!
Don't give up hope - they can cope! Don't give up hope - fetch that rope!