Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Go Back to Dixie

Well, what I like to do on formal occasions like this is to 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 popular song forms to their 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, first of all, the southern type song 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. called I wanna go back to dixie.

I go back to dixie,
Take me to dear ol' dixie,
That's the only ol' place for li'l ol' me.
Ol' times are not forgotten,
Whuppin' slaves and cotton,
And waitin' for the e. lee.
(it was never on time.)
go back to the swanee,
Where makes you scrawny,
And the honeysuckle up the vine
I really am
To go home and a-mixin'
Down that mason-dixon line.

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

Won'tcha with me to alabammy,
Back to the of my dear ol' mammy,
Her lousy and her hands are clammy,
But what the hell, home.
Yes, for the southland is my nominee.
Jes' me a ham hock and a grit of hominy.

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