Boys, how would ya like to do something southern?
You mean like fried chicken?
Or cornpone?
Or ham hocks?
Nah, I mean a southern song
Wonderful, y'all
Well, hush my mouth
Love the cotton-pickin' South
Let's go!
The Chipmunks:
Way down upon the Swanee River
Far, far away
That's where my heart is going ebber
That's where the old folks stay
All the world is sad and weary
Everywhere I roam
Oh, mama, how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home!
Say, Dave
Can you tell me why does a chicken cross the street?
I don't know, Alvin
Why does a chicken cross the street?
Go get on the other side
Ha ,ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
You mean like fried chicken?
Or cornpone?
Or ham hocks?
Nah, I mean a southern song
Wonderful, y'all
Well, hush my mouth
Love the cotton-pickin' South
Let's go!
The Chipmunks:
Way down upon the Swanee River
Far, far away
That's where my heart is going ebber
That's where the old folks stay
All the world is sad and weary
Everywhere I roam
Oh, mama, how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home!
Say, Dave
Can you tell me why does a chicken cross the street?
I don't know, Alvin
Why does a chicken cross the street?
Go get on the other side
Ha ,ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
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