This isn't a political song. Just a song about survival in hard times.

https://soundcloud.com/vic-arnold/bass-reeves

Bass Reeves © 2020 Vic Arnold
V1
Raised as a slave 'til they took him to war
So he ran off and hid out in Oklahoma
Learned from Creek, Seminole, Cherokee
how to survive in this land of the free.
V2
Now as a freed man with colts at his side .
For Judge Parker's deputies, miles he will ride
Shoots with the left and shoots with the right
Took three thousand outlaws, dead or alive.
Ch.
Dark stranger. Where do you ride?
Where ever there's bad men to find.
They once called you "boy", it's hard to believe
but now it's "Yes, Mr. Reeves".
No longer a boy, Mr. Reeves
Inst.
V3
A master of disguise, he'll dress to deceive.
Lives well off the bounty from killers and thieves
Folks never get to see many like him.
Black man on a white horse with indian friend.
Inst.
Br.
The rewards are handsome for dodging the lead.
Food for the family and a roof o'er your head.
Ch.