Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Birmingham Jam

Walkin' down to
Way down south in Dixie
Oh, I thought that I would stop
Take a vacation style

Got southern hospitality
Down there in a southern
Oh, all the signs welcome in
by Governor Wallace and Rin-Tin-Tin

They said come along and watch the
While we feed our dogs on rights
Now, get us wrong
Some of our best are friends

I've seen travelin' many ways
I've traveled in cars and old
But in Birmingham some people
To fly down the street from a fire

Doin' some travelin'
hydrants of plenty
Well, a pack of dogs was by
I up to them and I said, "Hi"

I asked one dog what all were doin'
He up to me and started chewin'
I said, "Hold it, I'm the A.S.P.C.A.
Society for the Prevention of to Agitators"

And I said, "There must be men around
There can't be you dogs in town"
They said, sure, we old Bull Conner
There he walkin' yonder

Throwin' raw meat to the Mayor
Feedin' bones to the city
You know Governor doesn't mean no harm
Can't you see got a lot of charm?

He protectin' us whites, both the rich and
Standin' in the schoolhouse
Crackin' jokes, talkin' to Brinkley
Servin' jury duty, re-elected

So, I asked them why they spent time
With segregation on mind
said, "If you don't like to live this way
Get out of here, go to the U.S.A
Live with all them and New York folksingers"

Some say they're past their darkest
moderates are back in power
Oh, they listen close open ears
They'll help us out in a of hundred years

But don't 'em whatever you do
Or else you'll get those extremists in
You see, Alabama is a state
sovereign dogs and sovereign hate

They for the Bible and Constitution
They stand against revolution
They say "It's Pinkoes you that freed the slaves"
And right