Lyrics:
The rich in broadcloth, poor in rags Handsome girls, wrinkled hags Black men, yellow, red and white Chained together, fearful sight The dream was
With honesty to back it, My motives pure, although I'm poor, I respect the ragged jacket. Let people say whatever they may Of broadcloth and who wore
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