"Robeson's a red"
The papers said
"A communist"
They would insist
"Belonging to those subversive groups
"Of fellow travelers and 'dupes'
"Disloyal to the U.S.A.
"And our All-Amer'can way
"Collaborating with our foe
"To Russia's where he ought to go"
But Paul shot back
Not red but black
"The world can see
"Negroes aren't free
"We are still victims of Jim Crow
"You have not let my people go
"From the enslavement we have known
"Since we were brought for whites to own
"However, this is now My Land
"So consequently Here I Stand"
Paul clenched his fist
Vowed to resist
Jim Crow and fight
With all his might
That's when the white supremists’ willed
That this great voice had to be stilled
They held the power of the state
This black man's fate they could dictate
Because they held the upper hand
(The battle went the way they planned)