Walkin' down to Way down south in Land Oh, I thought that I would awhile Take a vacation style
Got southern hospitality there in a southern hospital Oh, all the said welcome in Signed by Governor and Rin-Tin-Tin
They said come along and the fights we feed our dogs on civil rights Now, don't get us of our best Negroes are friends
Well I've seen many ways I've traveled in cars and old But in some people chose To fly the street from a fire hose
Doin' some travelin' hydrants of plenty Well, a pack of dogs was by I walked up to and I said, "Hi"
I asked one dog they all were doin' He walked up to me and started 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" said, sure, we have old Bull Conner There he walkin' yonder
some raw meat to the Mayor Feedin' to the city council You know Governor Wallace doesn't no harm you see he's got a lot of charm?
He protectin' us whites, both the rich and in the schoolhouse door Crackin' jokes, to Huntley Brinkley Servin' jury duty, gettin'
So, I asked them why they spent time With segregation on their 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"
Some say past their darkest hour Those are back in power Oh, they listen close with ears They'll help us out in a couple of years
But push 'em whatever you do Or you'll get those extremists back in You see, is a sovereign state With dogs and sovereign hate
They stand for the Bible and They stand communist revolution They say "It's Pinkoes like you that the slaves" And right