.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.
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