A photo of the current Supreme Court in my social media feed, with the right wingnuts sporting clan hoods over their judicial robes. caught my attention, and the old spiritual popped into my head.

G I got a robe, you got a robe, all God’s chillum got a robe G7 When I gets to G7/B heaven gonna C take off my C#o robe and goG naked all D over God’s G heaven D Heaven, G heaven G Everybody G7/B talkin bout C heaven aint C#o goin there, G naked all D over God’s G heaven Klu had a robe, Klux had a robe, all God’s Klansmen had a robe When they was a hatin’ they’d put on they robe and go lynchin all over God’s heaven Heaven, heaven Anybody lynchin on earth ain’t gonna be lynchin up there in God’s heaven I got no gun, you got a gun, Maybe everybody need a gun Anybody shootin’ on earth ain’t goin there shootin’ all over God’s heaven Heaven, Heaven’ Everybody shootin on earth aint goin there shootin up all o’ God’s heaven instrumental G C C G G C C A7 D // D7#5 G % % G G G7 C C#o G D G Clarence got a robe, Sam and Amy got a robe, Neil, Brett and Johnny all got robes When they be judgin’ they be puttin’ on they robes and they crap all over God’s heaven Heaven, heaven Judges crappin on earth ain’t goin there, bigots don’t make it to heaven Repeat v1 Sam got a robe, Clarence got a robe, all them judges they got robes When they be judgin they put on they robes and crap all over God’s heaven. (Judges crappin on earth aint goin’ there bigots don’t make it to heaven)x2