Walkin' to Birmingham Way south in Dixie Land Oh, I thought I would stop awhile Take a vacation southern
Got southern hospitality Down there in a hospital Oh, all the signs said in Signed by Governor Wallace and
They come along and watch the fights While we feed our dogs on civil Now, get us wrong of our best Negroes are friends
Well I've seen many ways I've traveled in cars and old But in Birmingham some people To fly the street from a fire hose
Doin' some travelin' From of plenty Well, a pack of dogs was by I up to them and I said, "Hi"
I one dog what they 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 of Cruelty to Agitators"
And I said, "There must be some men There can't be only you in town" They said, sure, we old Bull Conner There he walkin' yonder
Throwin' some raw to the Mayor Feedin' to the city council You know Governor Wallace doesn't mean no you see he's got a lot of charm?
He protectin' us whites, both the and poor in the schoolhouse door Crackin' jokes, to Huntley Brinkley Servin' jury duty, gettin'
So, I asked them why they spent their With on their mind They said, "If you like to live this way Get out of here, go to the U.S.A Live all them Russians and New York folksingers"
Some say past their darkest hour Those moderates are in power Oh, listen close 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, is a sovereign state With sovereign and sovereign hate
They stand for the Bible and They stand against communist They say "It's like you that freed the slaves" And they're