They Be Descendants of the Confederacy
They Be The Descendants Of The Confederacy
By Roy Merritt
Way down here in the land of cotton
A great many people are mean and rotten
A great many of them are foul you see
They be descendants of the Confederacy
They love that flag the Stars and Bars
Fly it from their trucks fly it from their cars
Some wear hoods only their eyes you see
They be descendants of the Confederacy
They be fools who feed on hate
They be fools a bunch of stupid ingrates
They be people who vote for poverty
They be descendants of the Confederacy
They want to go backward fast not slow
They want to go back to days of Jim Crow
They want to hate blacks burning crosses to see
They be descendants of the Confederacy
They no longer like the Democrats
Cos’ now they the party of the working class
Republicans the ones who feed their treachery
They now the party of the Confederacy
They fell for their lies the Republican scam
Thinking these Republicans ever gave damn
Ever gave a damn for their future you see
They be descendants of the Confederacy
Way down here below the Mason Dixon
They love our food our Christian tradition
The notion they’re kind full of hospitality
They be descendants of the Confederacy
Way down here in the land of cotton
A great many people are mean and rotten
A great many of them are foul you see
They be the descendants of the Confederacy
The ugly descendants of the Confederacy
The truly ugly descendants of the Confederacy
Copyright © Roy Merritt | Year Posted 2016
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