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     Ain't I Right
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        You came down to this southern town last summer
    To show the folks a brand new way of life
    But all you've shown the folks around here is trouble
    And you've only added misery to their strife
    Your concern is not to help the people
    And I'll say again, though it's been often said
    Your concern is just to bring discomfort, my friend
    And your policy is just a little red
    Now, ain't I right (ain't he right)
    (ain't he right)
    It matters not to you how people suffer
    And should they, you'd consider that a gain
    You bring a lot of trouble to the town and then you leave
    That's part of your Communistic game
    I detect a little Communisim
    I can see it in the things ya do
    Communisim, socialism call it what you like
    There's very little difference in the two
    Now, ain't I right (ain't he right)
    (ain't he right)
    Your followers sometimes have been a bearded, hatless bunch
    There's even been a minister or two
    A priest, a nun, a rabbi and an educated man
    Have listened and been taken in by you
    Aw, the country's full of two-faced politicians
    Who encourage you with words that go like this
    Burn your draft card if you like, it's good to disagree
    That's a get aquainted Communistic kiss
    Now, ain't I right (ain't he right)
    (ain't he right)
    One politician said it would be nice to send some blood
    And help the enemy in Vietnam
    That's what he says, here's what I say
    Let's just keep the blood
    Instead let's send that politician man
    Let's rid the country of the politicians,
    Who call us tramps, that march out in our streets
    Protesting those who wanna fight for freedom, my friend
    This kind of leader makes our country weak
    Now, ain't I right (ain't he right)
    (ain't he right)
    Let's look and find the strong and able leaders
    It's time we found just how our neighbours stand
    If we're to win this war with Communism
    Let's fight it here as well as Vietman
    Let's rise as one and meet our obligations
    So Communistic boots will never trod
    Across the fields of freedom that were given to us
    With the blessing of our great almighty God
    Across the fields of freedom that were given to us
    With the blessing of our great almighty God
     
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