Walkin' to Birmingham Way down south in Dixie Oh, I that I would stop awhile a vacation southern style
Got some southern Down there in a hospital Oh, all the signs said in Signed by Wallace and Rin-Tin-Tin
They said come along and the fights While we feed our dogs on rights Now, don't get us Some of our best are friends
Well I've travelin' many ways traveled in cars and old subways But in some people chose To fly down the from a fire hose
Doin' some hard From of plenty Well, a of dogs was standin' by I walked up to and I said, "Hi"
I asked one dog what all were doin' He walked up to me and chewin' I said, "Hold it, I'm the A.S.P.C.A. for the Prevention of Cruelty to Agitators"
And I said, "There must be men around There can't be only you in town" They said, sure, we have old Bull There he walkin' yonder
some raw meat to the Mayor Feedin' bones to the council You know Governor Wallace mean no harm Can't you see got a lot of charm?
He protectin' us whites, the rich and poor in the schoolhouse door Crackin' jokes, talkin' to Huntley Servin' jury duty, gettin'
So, I asked them why they spent time With segregation on mind They said, "If you don't like to live way Get out of here, go to the U.S.A Live with all them Russians and New folksingers"
Some say past their darkest hour moderates are back in power Oh, they listen with open ears They'll help us out in a of hundred years
But push 'em whatever you do Or else get those extremists back in You see, Alabama is a state sovereign dogs and sovereign hate
They stand for the Bible and They stand communist revolution They say "It's Pinkoes like you freed the slaves" And they're