Strike up the band brother
Hand me another bowl of your soul
Brother has a long way to go
Maybe baby should know
His cotton mouth is too slow
For the song of the forgotten South
Just don't hang us up here
Step by step by
Please though proletarian am I
By chance am you
"wine git out de way o'de darkies"
You'd better hustle up a storm
To sing this Caucasian lullaby
Sleep oh my darling now sleep
Draw freehand over Iron Curtain
Stalk up on the trim bamboo
To footridge the bullrushes
Certain to know law
American express
No Caucasian flair
For flim-flam will do
Step by please step by
Weigh the small advance
There is still a chance
Hand me another bowl of your soul
Brother has a long way to go
Maybe baby should know
His cotton mouth is too slow
For the song of the forgotten South
Just don't hang us up here
Step by step by
Please though proletarian am I
By chance am you
"wine git out de way o'de darkies"
You'd better hustle up a storm
To sing this Caucasian lullaby
Sleep oh my darling now sleep
Draw freehand over Iron Curtain
Stalk up on the trim bamboo
To footridge the bullrushes
Certain to know law
American express
No Caucasian flair
For flim-flam will do
Step by please step by
Weigh the small advance
There is still a chance
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