Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Go Back to Dixie

Well, what I like to do on formal occasions like is to take some of the various types of songs that we all know and presumably love, and, as it were, to kick them when they're down. I find
If you take the various song forms to their logical extremes, you can arrive at almost anything from the ridiculous to the obscene, or -- as they say in new york -- sophisticated. I'd li
Illustrate with several hundred examples for you this evening, of all, the southern type song about the wonders of the american south. but it's always seemed to me that most of these song
Lly don't go far enough. the following song, on the other hand, goes too far. it's called I go back to dixie.

I go back to dixie,
Take me back to ol' dixie,
That's the li'l ol' place for li'l ol' me.
Ol' times are not forgotten,
Whuppin' slaves and cotton,
And for the robert e. lee.
(it was there on time.)
I'll go to the swanee,
Where makes you scrawny,
And the honeysuckle clutters up the
I really am
To go home and a-mixin'
Down below mason-dixon line.

Oh, tax, how I love ya, how I love ya,
My old poll tax.

Won'tcha come me to alabammy,
to the arms of my dear ol' mammy,
Her cookin's lousy and her are clammy,
But what the hell, home.
Yes, for paradise the is my nominee.
Jes' give me a ham and a grit of hominy.

I wanna go to dixie
I be a dixie pixie
And eat 'til it's comin' outta my ears
I talk with southern gentlemen
And put my white on again,
I ain't seen one lynchin' in years.
The of the boll weevil,
the laws are medieval,
Is callin' me to come and roam.
I wanna go to the southland,
"y'all" and "shet-ma-mouth" land,
Be it so decadent,
There's no like home.