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Well back in 1965, a baby named Kim Davis cried
Her mama was a clerk in old Kentucky
And when young Kim had sprouted up, that mama didn't give a fuck
She named young Kim a clerk that day, what fun

Now she don't deny it!
Licenses, she wouldn't sign em
Love wins in Rowan County seldom never
But she sang those Christian songs so she could grow up tall and strong
To be the worst folk hero ever

Well 2015, oh so grand, the highest court in all the land
We cheered them from the rooftops high above
They decided much to Kim's chagrin, America could use a win
And anyone could marry who they loved
Well Kim Davis drew a salary, from taxes paid by you and me
But her church said the new law was a sin
She said "My expertise could help, I'm on marriage #4 myself,
and I won't sign a license for two men!"

Now she don't deny it!
Licenses, she wouldn't sign em
Love wins in Rowan County seldom never
But she made a pretty wreck of laws we paid her to protect
To be the worst folk hero ever.

Well Kim was blue when she was sued, the case was paid with union dues
But the wise panel unanimously stated
You don't have first amendment rights to hinder someone else's life
Because your fascist church gets off on hating
Well Kim was down but still was kicking, thought she'd take another licking
Ran for reelection that November
But the Rowan County people blanched, they'd had enough intolerance
And gave old Kim a stamp return to sender

So she lost the vote!
And now somebody else signs em
And church and state's effectively been severed
But on her gravestone it could read, how hard she fought equality
Here lies the worst folk hero ever

On her gravestone it could read, how hard she fought equality!
To be the worst folk hero ever-
She's the worst folk hero ever!