Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Birmingham Jam

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

Got some southern
Down there in a southern
Oh, all the signs said in
Signed by Wallace and Rin-Tin-Tin

They said come and watch the fights
While we feed our dogs on rights
Now, don't get us
Some of our best Negroes are

Well I've seen many ways
I've traveled in and old subways
But in Birmingham some people
To fly down the street from a fire

Doin' some hard
hydrants of plenty
Well, a of dogs was standin' by
I walked up to and I said, "Hi"

I one dog what they all were doin'
He walked up to me and started
I said, "Hold it, I'm the A.S.P.C.A.
Society for the Prevention of to Agitators"

And I said, "There be some men around
There can't be you dogs in town"
They said, sure, we have old Bull
he goes walkin' yonder

Throwin' some raw meat to the
Feedin' bones to the council
You Governor Wallace doesn't mean no harm
Can't you see got a lot of charm?

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

So, I asked them why they spent time
With segregation on mind
They said, "If you don't 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 their darkest hour
Those moderates are back in
Oh, they listen close with ears
They'll help us out in a of hundred years

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

They stand for the and Constitution
They stand against revolution
They say "It's Pinkoes like you that the slaves"
And right