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Correct Here's To The State Of Mississippi Lyrics
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Phil Ochs
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Correct Here's To The State Of Mississippi
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Here's to the State of Mississippi, For underneath her borders, the devil draws no lines, If you drag her muddy rivers, nameless bodies you will find. Oh the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes, The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time. Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of, Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of! And here's to the people of Mississippi Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand And they tremble in the shadows at the thunder of the Klan Oh the sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands For they smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man. Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the schools of Mississippi Where they're teachin' all the children that they don't have to care. All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere And every single classroom is a factory of despair And there's nobody learning such a foreign word as 'fair' Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the cops of Mississippi They're chewin' their tobacco as they lock the prison door And their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you to the floor No they don't like takin' prisoners in their private little wars And behind their broken badges there are murderers and more Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the judges of Mississippi Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court And they're guarding all the bastions of their phony legal fort Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report When the black man stands accused the trial is always short Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the government of Mississippi In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sounds And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the laws of Mississippi Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay While the Constitution's drowning in an ocean of decay 'Unwed mothers should be sterilized, ' I've even heard them say Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way Whoa, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the churches of Mississippi Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust Oh the fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust And heaven only knows in which God they can trust Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
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