Birmingham Blues

I ain't goin' down Birmingham by myself

I ain't goin' down Birmingham by myself

If I go, or take someone with me

Give me an airplane, fly over Birminghame

Give me an airplane and fly over Birmingham

Drop me a bomb and keep on flyin' on

I feel so bad, I read about Birmingham, I feel so bad

I read, read about Birmingham

Oh do I know about things, a man is just a man

God made this land

He give the land to no one, to no one, land

And God made everybody equal

Equal, equal

I don't know why

Birmingham treat people, the people the way they do

But I ain't goin' down Birmingham by myself

I swear I ain't

One thing I do know

Our President, he out doin' everything he can

For every man, equal right

It takes time, I do know

But one day, Birmingham, Mississippi, and Georgia, Tennessee, Kentucky

All them states, Arkansas, will fall in line