Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Go Back to Dixie

Well, what I like to do on formal occasions like this is to take 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 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, first of all, the southern 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. called I wanna go back to dixie.

I wanna go to dixie,
Take me back to ol' dixie,
That's the only li'l ol' for li'l ol' me.
Ol' there are not forgotten,
Whuppin' slaves and cotton,
And waitin' for the e. lee.
(it was there on time.)
go back to the swanee,
Where pellagra you scrawny,
And the honeysuckle up the vine
I really am
To go home and start
below that mason-dixon line.

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

Won'tcha with 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' me a ham hock and a grit of hominy.

I wanna go to dixie
I wanna be a dixie
And eat 'til it's comin' outta my ears
I wanna talk with gentlemen
And put my white on again,
I ain't seen one lynchin' in years.
The land of the 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 place home.