My Thirty Thousand Billy Bragg

Paul Robeson he's the man
That faced the Ku Klux Klan
On hollow grove's golfing ground
His words came sounding

And all around him there
To jump and clap and cheer
I sent the best, the best I had
My thirty thousand

The Klansman leader said
That Paul would lose his head
When thirty five thousand vets
Broke up that concert

But less than four thousand came
To side with the Klan
But around Paul's lonesome oak
My thirty thousand

A beersoaked brassy band
Did snortle 'round the grounds
Four hundred noblest souls
Westchester's manhood

And they looked exactly like
Fleas on a tiger's back
Lost fish in the waters of
My thirty thousand