Tom Lehrer - I Wanna Go Back to Dixie Lyrics

I wanna go back to Dixie
Take me back to dear ol' Dixie
That's the only li'l ol' place for li'l ol' me
Old times there are not forgotten
Whuppin' slaves and sellin' cotton
And waitin' for the Robert E, Lee
(It was never there on time)

I'll go back to the Swanee
Where pellagra makes you scrawny
And the honeysuckle clutters up the vine
I really am a-fixin'
To go home and start a-mixin'
Down below that Mason-Dixon line

Oh, poll tax
How I love ya, how I love ya, my dear ol' poll tax

Won'tcha come with me to Alabammy
Back to the arms of my dear ol' Mammy
Her cookin's lousy and her hands are clammy
But what the hell, it's home

Yes, for paradise the Southland is my nominee
Jes' give me a ham hock and a grit of hominy

I want to go back to Dixie
I want to be a Dixie pixie
And eat corn pone till it's comin' outta my ears
I want to talk with Southern gentlemen
And put that white sheet on again
I ain't seen one good lynchin' in years

The land of the boll weevil
Where the laws are medieval
Is callin' me to come and nevermore roam
I want to go back to the Southland
That "Y'all" and "Shet-ma-mouth" land
Be it ever so decadent
There's no place like home