We're so fed up
With the
Southland
That way down
South in the
Mouth land
For all these years
We've been bored
To tears
With the blues
Those Southern
Songs are
Getting tired
They're sweet
Beat
And un-inspired
It's time they were
Retired and
We got news
Fare thee well land
Of cotton
Cotton lisle is
Out of style
Honey chile
jump for joy
Don't'cha
Grieve little Eve
All the hounds
I do believe
Have been killed
Ain't'cha thrilled
jump for joy
Have you seen
Pastures groovy
"Green pastures"
Was just a
Technicolor movie
When you stomp
Up to
Heaven
And you meet
Ol' Saint Pete
Tell that boy
jump for joy
Step right in
Give Pete some
Skin jump
For joy
Have you seen
Pastures groovy
"Green pastures"
Was just a
Technicolor movie
When you stomp
Up to
Heaven
And you meet
Ol' Saint Pete
Tell that boy
jump for joy
Step right in
Give Pete some
Skin jump
For joy
Fare thee well land
Of cotton
Cotton lisle is
Out of style
Honey chile
jump for joy
Don't'cha
Grieve little Eve
All the hounds
I do believe
Have been killed
Ain't'cha thrilled
jump for joy
Have you seen
Pastures groovy
"Green pastures"
Was just a
Technicolor movie
When you stomp
Up to
Heaven
And you meet
Ol' Saint Pete
Tell that boy
jump for joy
Step right in
Give Pete some
Skin jump
For joy