Tonite they drove ol’ Dixie down
Drove ma chevy to the levy, almost drowned
Good ole boys came to the right side of town
Never meanin’ no harm, bright eyes turn around

Will the real Kunta Kinte please stand up
Take off your chains and put both hands up
Chain of fools cannot bind you forever
Replace your chains with bonds of leather

If you can drive a clown from a Dixie town
You can drive my car, drive it round and around
A room that echoes tells you what you like
Reflect yourself sometimes, check your echo is right

Check your ego at the door, something’s not quite right
Better take your gun, too, we don’t wanna fight
Kung Flu fighting won’t make anything right
My First Amendment beats your Second, Right