The Klan-Gil Scott-Heron
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The Klan - Gil Scott-Heron

Written by:A. Gray/D. Gray

Countryside was cold and still

And there were three crosses

On the hill

And each one wore a burning hood

To hide it's rotten

Core of wood

And I I say father

Father

I hear an iron sound

Hoof beats on the frozen ground

And downhill the riders came

Lord it was a cryin' shame

To see the blood upon their whips

And to hear the snarlin' from their lips

And I cried mother

Mother

I feel a stabbing pain

Blood runs down like summers rain

And each one wore a mask of white

And to hide his cruel face from sight

Each one sucked a hungry breath

Out of the empty lungs of death

And I say sister

Sister

I need you to take my hand

It's always lonely

When it's time to stand

He who rides with the klan

Is a devil and not a man

For underneath his white disguise

I have looked

Into his eyes

And I say brother

Brother

Stand by me

It's not so easy to be free

Father

Mother

Sister

Brother

Stand by me

It's not so easy to be free

It's not so easy to be free

It's not so easy to be free

Nobody ever said it would be easy

And nobody ever said it would be easy

'Cause It's not so easy to be free

It's not so easy to be free

And nobody ever said it would be easy

And nobody ever said it would be easy

It's not so easy no it's not so easy

It's not so easy no it's not so easy

It's not so easy no it's not so easy

It's not so easy no it's not so easy

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