Walkin' to Birmingham Way down south in Dixie Oh, I thought that I stop awhile Take a vacation southern
Got some hospitality Down in a southern 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 dogs on civil Now, don't get us Some of our Negroes are friends
Well I've seen travelin' ways traveled in cars and old subways But in Birmingham some people To fly down the street from a hose
Doin' hard travelin' From hydrants of Well, a pack of was standin' by I walked up to 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. Society for the Prevention of to Agitators"
And I said, "There must be some men can't be only you dogs in town" They said, sure, we have old Conner There he walkin' yonder
Throwin' raw meat to the Mayor Feedin' bones to the city You Governor Wallace doesn't mean no harm you see he's got a lot of charm?
He protectin' us whites, both the rich and Standin' in the schoolhouse Crackin' jokes, to Huntley Brinkley Servin' jury duty, re-elected
So, I them why they spent their time With segregation on their They said, "If you don't like to 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 darkest Those are back in power Oh, they listen close with ears They'll us out in a couple of hundred years
But don't push 'em you do Or you'll get those extremists back in You see, Alabama is a state With dogs and sovereign hate
They stand for the and Constitution They against communist revolution say "It's Pinkoes like you that freed the slaves" And they're