Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Birmingham Jam

Walkin' down to
Way south in Dixie Land
Oh, I thought I would stop awhile
Take a vacation style

Got some hospitality
Down there in a southern
Oh, all the signs welcome in
by Governor Wallace and Rin-Tin-Tin

They said come and watch the fights
we feed our dogs on civil rights
Now, get us wrong
Some of our Negroes are friends

Well I've travelin' many ways
I've in cars and old subways
But in some people chose
To fly down the street from a fire

Doin' some hard
From of plenty
Well, a pack of dogs was by
I walked up to 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 you dogs in town"
said, sure, we have old Bull Conner
There he goes yonder

Throwin' some raw meat to the
Feedin' to the city council
You know Governor Wallace mean no harm
Can't you see he's got a lot of

He protectin' us whites, both the and poor
in the schoolhouse door
Crackin' jokes, talkin' to Huntley
Servin' duty, gettin' re-elected

So, I asked why they spent their time
segregation on their mind
They said, "If you don't like to this way
Get out of here, go to the U.S.A
Live all them Russians and New York folksingers"

Some say they're past their hour
moderates are back in power
Oh, they listen close with open
They'll help us out in a couple of years

But don't push 'em you do
Or else you'll get extremists back in
You see, is a sovereign state
With sovereign and sovereign hate

They stand for the and Constitution
They stand communist revolution
They say "It's Pinkoes like you that the slaves"
And they're