Walkin' to Birmingham Way down south in Dixie Oh, I thought I would stop awhile Take a southern style
Got some hospitality Down there in a hospital Oh, all the signs welcome in Signed by Wallace and Rin-Tin-Tin
They said come along and the fights While we feed our on civil rights Now, get us wrong of our best Negroes are friends
Well seen travelin' many ways I've in cars and old subways But in some people chose To fly down the street from a fire
Doin' hard travelin' From hydrants of Well, a of dogs was standin' by I walked up to 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. for the Prevention of Cruelty to Agitators"
And I said, "There must be men around can't be only you dogs in town" They said, sure, we have old Conner There he goes yonder
Throwin' some raw meat to the bones to the city council You Governor Wallace doesn't mean no harm Can't you see he's got a lot of
He us whites, both the rich and poor in the schoolhouse door Crackin' jokes, to Huntley Brinkley jury duty, gettin' re-elected
So, I them why they spent 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 with all Russians and New York folksingers"
Some say they're past their darkest Those are back in power Oh, they listen close with open They'll help us out in a couple of years
But don't 'em whatever you do Or else get those extremists back in You see, Alabama is a sovereign sovereign dogs and sovereign hate
They stand for the Bible and They stand against revolution They say "It's Pinkoes you that freed the slaves" And right