Where Will You Stand When the Flood Comes?

I have an announcement to make
Leo Frank is no longer a prisoner in the Fulton Tower
At five o'clock this morning
He was removed to another prison location
Which will not be disclosed at this time

Will you walk with your head held high? (Two thousand years ago, another governor washed his hands)
Or move aside when they're passin' you by? (And turned a Jew over to the mob)
(Ever since then, that governor's name has been a curse. If today, another Jew)
Will you run when the fires are fanned? (Went to his grave because I failed to do my duty)
(I would all my life find his blood on my hands)
And where will you stand when the flood comes? (I have reviewed all the evidence)
(From the case of the state of Georgia against Leo Frank)
(And I have decided to commute his sentence)
(From the death penalty to imprisonment for life)
Will you ride by the side of God
Or will you hide in the soil and the sod?
Will you fight for the soul of your land?
Well, where will you stand when the flood comes?
Where will you stand when the flood comes?

Mr. Dorsey, you care to comment?
I was not a part of the Governor's decision, Mr. Craig
I'm as surprised as you are

Will you beg for the Jew's reward
Or walk with us at the side of the Lord?
Put your soul in the Devil's hand?
Well, where will you stand when the flood comes?

Where will you stand?
Where will you stand?
Where will you stand?
With you, Mr. Watson. I'll be proud to stand with you
God bless the next Governor of Georgia!

Yes, I see through the fog and dust
So let the mob do whatever they must
Slaton jumps at the Jew's command

Well, where will you stand when the flood comes?
Where will you stand?
Where will you stand?

And the news spread like wildfire
An angry crowd marched north on Peachtree Street
Toward the Governor's Mansion, yelling
"Hang the Yankee-lover!"

See them laugh when an Angel dies!
See them tell all their Jew-loving lies!
But they'll run on the Judgement Day!
Someone's gonna pay when the flood comes!
See the blood as a city grieves!
See the stain that the Jew-money leaves!
Traitors won't keep the mobs at bay!
Someone's gonna pay when the flood comes!

Windows were smashed in Jewish stores
Jacob Seligman, a clothier, was beaten and left for dead

Mary, Mary, the angel child (Mary, Mary)
Still your name and your soul are defiled
Thank God you can't hear the things they say (My child!)
But someone's gonna pay!
Someone's gonna pay!
Someone's gonna pay!

Georgia, home of the strong and sure
Fight like hell for the land of the pure!
Teach the traitor to run away!
Georgia, home of the strong and sure
Fight like hell for the land of the pure!
Teach the traitor to run away!
Georgia, home of the strong and sure
Fight like hell for the land of the pure!
Teach the traitor to run away!
Someone's gotta pay!
Someone's gotta pay when the flood comes!