Monroe Town Lyrics - Phil Ochs

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