The Klan rode through old Monroe Town They rode there many a year One black day they rode too far The cry of freedom was near Monroe Town is a dying town It's a human scar with their feathers and their tar With guns in their in their hands they rose to a man Beat Monroe clan they (?) made a stand There is a courthouse in Monroe Town The truth is never let in It doesn't really matter what you have done You are judged by the colour of your skin Freedom had a brother in Monroe Town Rob Williams was his name Liberty was his battle cry And justice was his aim Every state has a Monroe Town Just look and you will see Let's get together and clean them out Let's really make our country free
Phil's intro to this song: ``...tells of Monroe, North Carolina where the negroes first armed themselves in defense squads and fought the Ku Klux Klan. They shot back at them without hurting anybody. The Klan rides no more in Monroe. This movement was led by a man who resigned (?) of the NAACP, Rob Williams, who now resides cuba since he is wanted for framed up kidnapping charge (?). The first melody of this is based on Blow the Candles Out.''
21 Apr 97 trent