Intro
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[Verse]
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You say, "I miss the old ways, but not like that
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Dog whistling fool of a king."
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Don't cha know that old Dixie Land
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Is more than dirt roads and simple ways?
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Tear it down Tear it down That ragged cross of race
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I don't guess that we deserve all this
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Beauty and the light The way the firefly returns in June
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As dusk sings her lullaby
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All the lives that fertilized and the manifested hand
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The human bondage that provides the bounty of this land
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Tear it down Tear it down That ragged cross of race
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The stone and the ore Beaten into monuments That rose out of hate
[Interlude]
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I was that lonely kid in old cinemas
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Watching Gone with the Wind Tradition runs the core of me
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And The Song of the South, whistling Dixie again
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Oh, that tune lived and breathed in me, and it wants to live again
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But we must fight with all our might to kill that racist hymn
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Tear it down Tear it down That ragged cross of race
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The stone and the ore Beaten into monuments
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That rose out of hate
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The epitaph I Long to read is ""Here lies slavery.""