Walkin' to Birmingham Way south in Dixie Land Oh, I thought I would stop awhile Take a vacation southern
Got some southern Down there in a hospital Oh, all the said welcome in Signed by Wallace and Rin-Tin-Tin
said come along and watch the fights While we feed our on civil rights Now, get us wrong of our best Negroes are friends
Well I've seen travelin' ways I've traveled in and old subways But in Birmingham some chose To fly the street from a fire hose
Doin' some travelin' From hydrants of Well, a pack of dogs was by I walked up to and I said, "Hi"
I asked one dog what they all were 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 be only you dogs in town" They said, sure, we old Bull Conner There he walkin' yonder
Throwin' some raw meat to the bones to the city council You know Governor doesn't mean no harm Can't you see he's got a lot of
He protectin' us whites, both the and poor in the schoolhouse door Crackin' jokes, talkin' to Huntley Servin' duty, gettin' re-elected
So, I asked them why they their time segregation on their mind They said, "If you don't to live this way Get out of here, go to the U.S.A Live all them Russians and New York folksingers"
say they're past their darkest hour Those moderates are in power Oh, listen close with open ears They'll us out in a couple of hundred years
But don't push 'em you do Or you'll get those extremists back in You see, is a sovereign state With sovereign dogs and hate
They stand for the Bible and They against communist revolution They say "It's Pinkoes like you that the slaves" And they're