Lyrics

countryside was cold and still, there were three crosses on the hill, each one wore a burning hood, to hide its rotten core of wood, and i say father, father i hear an iron sound, hoof beats on the frozen ground, and downhill the riders came, lord it was a cryin' shame, to see the blood upon their whips, to hear the snarlin' from their lips, and i cried mother, mother i feel a stabbing pain, blood runs down like summers rain, and each one wore a mask of white, to hide his cruel face from sight, and each one sucked a hungry breath, out of the empty lungs of death, and i say sister, sister, i need you to take my hand, it's always lonely when it's time to stand, he who rides with the klan, is a devil and not a man, for underneath his white disguise, i have looked into his eyes, and i say brother, brother, stand by me, it's not so easy to be free, father, mother, sister, brother, stand by me, it's not so easy to be free, it's not so easy to be free, it's not so easy to be free, nobody ever said it would be easy, nobody ever said it would be easy, it's not so easy, no it's not so easy

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Artist: scott-heron, gil