"BALLAD OF A WHITE MAN"

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Greetings and Salutations to All my Kith and Kin and All the Ships in Outer Space:

For the best effect, please be sure to enjoy watching, in "FULL SCREEN" mode, my homemade amateur video recording of ME (!), performing my original composition, "BALLAD OF A WHITE MAN", as I accompany myself by strumming simple chords on my Yamaha G-130A classical guitar.



I composed this song in 1992 when I was living in Washington, D.C. at the Ol' Soldiers' Home.

Today, more than a decade has passed, while overt anti-White racial hostility, long officially promoted by our own government's policies, is even worse than it was back then, as all across our own beloved United States of America, feral negro savages are violently attacking and/or murdering White folks, carefully documented reports of which, continue to be deliberately suppressed and/or distorted by government agencies and/or the majority of news media.
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"BALLAD OF A WHITE MAN"

Words and Music by:
JOHN ROBERT MALLERNEE
Wednesday 22 January 1992 

VERSE # 01:
America's a melting pot
Of Black, Brown, Red, and Yellow.
But, there's no room
For White folks anymore.
America was built upon
Christian moral values.
But, America's not like
It was before.
Today, the White apologists
Are selling out each other,
Saying that our heritage
Doesn't mean a thing.
Christian moral values
Are fading from the picture.
That's why I wrote
The ballad that I sing.

VERSE # 2:
With Hollywood and bayonets,
Our government enforces
Miscegenation as a normal thing.
A White man daring to protest
Is beat by other White men,
Not allowed to even earn
His own living.
If Black and White are equal,
And all races are the same,
Then why the Negro terror
In this land?
Why is there such filthiness,
Ignorance, and murder
In every place you see
The Negroes' hand?

VERSE # 3:
Along with White apologists
Are the misguided Christians
Perverting the religion
That they preach.
Homosexuals legal,
Accepted in the schools,
Permitted to molest
The boys they reach.
This song's a written secret,
Unsafe to sing out loud.
But, it doesn't matter anyhow.
It's time for revolution,
For vigilante justice.
Load up your guns
And be a White man now!

CODA:
This song's a written secret,
Unsafe to sing out loud.
But, it doesn't matter anyhow.
It's time for revolution,
For vigilante justice.
Load up your guns
And be a White man now!
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Thank you.

John Robert Mallernee 

Armed Forces Retirement Home 

1800 Beach Drive, Unit 311 

Gulfport, Mississippi  39507

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