Walkin' down to Way down south in Dixie Oh, I that I would stop awhile Take a vacation style
Got some southern Down in a southern hospital Oh, all the signs welcome in Signed by Governor Wallace and
They come along and watch the fights While we feed our dogs on civil Now, don't get us Some of our best are friends
Well I've seen many ways I've in cars and old subways But in Birmingham some chose To fly down the street from a hose
some hard travelin' From of plenty Well, a pack of was standin' by I up to them 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 be some men around There can't be you dogs in town" said, sure, we have old Bull Conner There he goes walkin'
Throwin' raw meat to the Mayor Feedin' bones to the city You Governor Wallace 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 Huntley Servin' duty, gettin' re-elected
So, I asked them why they spent time With segregation on their said, "If you don't like to live this way Get out of here, go to the U.S.A with all them Russians and New York folksingers"
Some say they're past their hour Those are back in power Oh, they listen close with ears help us out in a couple of hundred years
But don't push 'em you do Or else you'll get those back in You see, Alabama is a state With sovereign dogs and hate
They for the Bible and Constitution They against communist revolution They say "It's like you that freed the slaves" And they're