Come to the old south and join us there's only one day left to us stand up I cant believe we waited for that yellow fool Governor Spur of the moment masked in blacksmiths dust so each son is known to his own Let every man hear this calling and be true All we want is what you got down below All we want is what you got down below We demand the keys and a dozen lights All we want is what you got down below March in the streets our war cry forward to the wharf in parties grouped in three then divide and collide with these intolerable acts Would you have sat there? would you have joined us? will you join us now? On the side of cheering crowds this night belongs to us the great commodity of our time we shall lay to waste and gift the sea with all their wants hit them where it stings the most it willl bind their hands and cut their throats will you join us? We shall trap the king as bound in a seige and we will drain their banks from the fight cut off their feeding hand mounting debt and strife will fly their flag of truce its tried and true Its our state of mind which it seems they'll never know All we take is what you got down below on this all our freedoms ride so our courage strong defines All we take is what you got down below Sublty and quite speak have long since pa**ed the hour we get abuse we give abuse disregard the threat of the hangmans noose Theres little use indeed to sit smile with protest when no one listens to a word thats said who will join us?