In that old cotton town
When the evening came down
There were men with no love in their heart
For no one or no thing
Only a tear could they bring
Cos I hear the people sing
They're a comin' - Don't let them in
They're a comin' - No not again
They're a comin' - Don't let them do what they did to our kin
Not a dime was he worth
Just the salt of the earth
He believed that a man has to fight
If he wants to be free
And that's what he wanted to be
When he said this to me
They're a comin' - Don't let them in
They're a comin' - No not again
They're a comin' - Don't let them do what they did to our kin
Oh my pretty one, who's gonna hold you tonight?
Oh my pretty one, who's gonna fight your fight?
I was born I was raised
In them Shanty Town ways
And I knew there were some things
That could not be spoken about
And some things of which I've no doubt
Cos I heard the people shout
They're a comin' - Don't let them in
They're a comin' - No not again
They're a comin' - Don't let them do what they did to our kin