Alabama '58

In Alabama nineteen fifty eight
 The cost of human life is very low
 A man that's flag is trampled down
 Just like them were is thousand years ago
 But these are more enlightened days
 No room for all these savage ways
 Leave them, let them go
 Now every man may walk his roads in peace
 For all are free
 Two thousand years ago a million men
 Were gathered into Royal Egypt's land
 Were bound together, forced to build
 The pyramids of stone and desert sand
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 Mary's son walked through a land of woe
 Dreaming of the world as it could be
 But for good and lawful men of Rome
 Bound them like a robber to a tree
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 In Britain just a hundred years ago
 The jails were full of good and hungry men
 Diggers, Fenians many more
 Fought and died for growth to fight again
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 Last year a Negro stole a dollar bill
 The judge he said: 'we mustn't be severe
 Instead of death we'll give him life
 Imprisonment to show that justice is here'
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 And so throughout the ages you have seen
 How progress marches ever on its way
 No rack, no wheel, no Spanish boot
 For Alabama's prisoners today
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 In these are more enlightened days
 No room for all these savage ways
 Leave them, let them go
 Now every man should walk his road in peace
 That men be free