Run Charlie Run

I watch you go to church on Sunday But you forget all you learned on Monday You see your smiling face can't hide How you hate your brother inside So Ima telling you Run, Charlie, run Look! The niggers are coming! (The niggers are coming?!) Run, Charlie, run Look! The niggers are coming! (The niggers are coming?!) You built this great big beautiful city But you ran away and left it to die. What a pity. You could have made friends with your neighbor But you are much too prejudiced to try; tell me why! So Ima telling you Run, Charlie, run Look! The niggers are coming! (The niggers are coming?!) Run, Charlie, run Look! The niggers are coming! (The niggers are coming?!) But the greatest wrong you know you've done Is you pa*sed this sickness onto your son (your one and only boy) He came into this world with a mind so clean You took it, molded it, and made it mean! So Ima telling you Run, Charlie, run Look! The niggers are coming! (The niggers are coming?!) Run, Charlie, run Look! The niggers are coming! (The niggers are coming?!)