Song Of The South

[Fred Oinka]

Cotton in the road
Cotton in the ditch
Pick that cotton you black sumbitch

Daddy was a klansman
A southern democrat
Long white sheets and a funny lookin' hat
Singin'

Song Song of the south
Kick a nigger's ass and burn his house
Gone Gone with the wind
That nigger won't be comin' back again

[Id ita]

 
Hi, Neighbor !
Whadaya know
And whadaya say
Hi, Neighbor !
Throw all your worries away

Come on and shake my hand
And let a grin do the rest
It makes you feel so grand
To get your chin off your chest
And shout
"Hi, Neighbor !"

Never, never, never wear a frown
Or let yourself get down
Just take a minute
And you'll all begin it
Hi, Hi, Neighbor!

Well, Hiya, Neighbor !
Hi, Neighbor !
Why ... ah, Howdy, Partner !
Throw your worries
Away for a day

Come on and shake my hand
And let a grin do the rest
It makes you feel so grand
To get your chin off your chest
I'm shoutin' to ya
"Hi, Hi, Neighbor !"
Keep the chin up
Light the grin up
Follow right up with
"Hi !"

 
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