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 passed 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?!)