Come all you sons of freedom, and join our Southern band.
We’ll find those carpetbaggers, and drive them from our land!
“Our Justice” is our motto! And providence our guide!
So jump into the wagon…and we’ll all take a ride!

So wait for the wagon, the Segregation Wagon!
State’s rights is the wagon so let’s all take a ride.

Segregation is our watchword, State’s rights we demand!
We defend our Southern way of life, we pledge our hearts and hands!
Step forward and be counted! Then fall in side by side.
Conservatives throughout the land will join us on the ride!

So wait for the wagon, the Segregation Wagon!
State’s rights is the wagon so let’s all take a ride.

A sorry looking bunch of trash came marching through the South
The only thing they’ll understand is when we drive ‘em out!
Our way of life we must protect, it’s up to me and you.
So rally ‘round the stars and bars, we’ll see this battle through.

So wait for the wagon, the Segregation Wagon!
State’s rights is the wagon, so let’s all take a ride.

We’ve always lived the quiet life, and mind our business too.
We’ll permit no agitators to tell us what to do.
Let’s serve them notice here and now, we must be left alone!
Let’s pledge our lives and fortunes in protection of our homes!

So wait for the wagon, the Segregation Wagon!
State’s rights is the wagon, so let’s all take a ride.

Get aboard and ride this wagon! That Segregation wagon!
We’re proud of what we believe in! Oh, let’s take that ride!
Everybody get on this wagon! And ride this frantic wagon! The Segregation Wagon!

I like sugar, and I like tea
But I don't like niggers...no siree!
There's two known things that'll make me puke
And that's a hog eatin' slop, and a big, black spook!

You know it...cause I show it
Like a barn-yard rooster I crow it!
And the NAACP
Would sure like to get a-hold of nigger-hatin' me!

Roses are red, and violet's are blue
And nigger's are black, you know that's true
But they don't mind, cause what the heck!
You gotta be black to get a welfare check!

And I'm broke...no joke
I ain't got a nickel for a coke!
And I ain't black, you see
So Uncle Sam won't help poor nigger-hatin' me.

Jig-A-Boo, jig-a-boo...where are you?
I's here in the woodpile...watchin' you
Jig-A-Boo, jig-a-boo...come out!
No! Cause I'm scared of the white man's a-way down South

You know it!...cause I show it.
Stick your black head out and I'll blow it!
And the NAACP
Can't keep you away from little old nigger-hatin' me!

Mirror, mirror...on the wall
Who is the blackest of them all?
A man named King, and there ain't no doubt
That he's causin' lots of trouble with his baboon mouth.

Brewin'...he's a doin'
It's caused by the trouble he's a-brewin'
And the NAACP
Can't win if the white men stick with nigger-hatin' me!

Hey! Mr. President! What do you say?
When are we whites gonna have our day?
The nigger's had there's such a long, long time
I'm white, and it's time that I had mine!

You know it...cause I show it!
Stick your black head out and I'll blow it!
And the NAACP
Can't win if the white man sticks with nigger-hatin' me!

Move them niggers north
Move them niggers north
If they don't like our southern ways then
Move them niggers north

Our South has been invaded by
Trashy-lookin' crew
They'll change our ways and take our schools
Away from me and you
It's time for us to make a stand
To keep our southern ways
We've got to give a helping hand
It's unity that pays

Move them niggers north
Move them niggers north
If they don't like our southern ways then
Move them niggers north

They're trying to start trouble
By mixing up the races
They feel a whole lot better off
By staying in their places
I like our South, man, the way it is
I'm sure that you do too
Oh, Martin Luther thinks it's his
I know he's wrong, don't you?

Move them niggers north
Move them niggers north
If they don't like our southern ways then
Move them niggers north

It's time for us to make a stand
To keep our southern ways
We've got to give a helping hand
It's unity that pays

Move them niggers north
Move them niggers north
If they don't like our southern ways then
Move them niggers north

(Move them niggers north)
(Move them niggers north)
(Move them niggers north)

Have you ever been just drivin' around, and ended up in the colored part of town? And you see an old-time wanderoo Jack with a great big T.V. antenna. Then you look out in the back, you can always see a Cadillac. And inside there's about fifteen niggers eatin' one can of beans for dinner. Now ain't that just like a nigger, so the story goes. They just like to live that-a-way, you know? Why, they haven't got one spark of ambition in their minds. They're hard-headed as a dad-blamed mule, and the only reason they go to school is so they can learn to sign their names when they become members of the welfare line.

They're lookin' for a handout
To get somethin' free
Lookin' for a handout
From you and me
And with the consent
Of the president
They're gonna get their way
They're gonna get their way

Now I ain't aimin' to run anybody down, but I know how they operate down in Coontown. Why, they wouldn't hit a lick at a snake if it was curly enough to strike. But when their leader says, 'Hey nigger, demonstrate', why, them jigaboos don't even hesitate. 'Cause as a nigger says, 'Uhh, hmm, uhh... them's the kind of happenin' we likes.'

They're lookin' for a handout
To get somethin' free
Lookin' for a handout
From you and me
And with the consent
Of the president
They're gonna get their way
They're gonna get their way

But one day there's gonna be a stop to all this givin', and darkies you gonna have to account for your livin'. You won't be able to hold your black hand out and wait for somebody to give you your daily bread. 'Cause the master said you'll have to earn your salvation, so you'd better start lookin' over the situation, and stop causin' all this trouble, and be a good 'ol nigger instead.

And quit lookin' for a handout
To get somethin' fee
Quit lookin' for a handout
From Uncle Sam and me
Don't try to integrate
Be glad to segregate
It's better that way
Much better that way

It's better that way-ay-ay-ay-a-a-ay-a-a-ay-ay

You niggers listen now
I'm gonna tell you how
To keep from getting torchered
When the Klan is on the prowl
Stay at home at night
And lock your doors up tight
Don't go outside or else you'll find
Those crosses-a-burnin' bright
Now I know you won't believe me
So I'm gonna tell you why
The Kajun Ku Klux Klan
Is gonna get you by and by
I'm warnin' you that when I'm through
You're gonna change your tune
This story's 'bout a nigger
His name was Levi Coon

He walked into a cafe
He thought he'd get a bite
He thought that they would serve him
Since they passed the civil rights
The waitress told him no
And that he'd better go
He said, "No ma'am, my Uncle Sam say
I don't have to go."
So he sat there in that cafe
Bein' stubborn as a mule
No matter what she said
He wouldn't get up off that stool
He sat there like a jackass
Said, "I'm gonna demonstarate.
I came in here to eat, and
I ain't leavin' 'til I've ate."

The waitess had enough
She said, "I'll call your bluff."
She said, "If we can't treat you right
We'll have to treat you rough."
The phone was in her hands
She gave him one more chance
He wouldn't go, and so she called
The Kajun Ku Klux Klan
When he saw them cajuns comin'
Levi knew it was too late
His eyes popped out his head
And his kinky hair got straight
He said, "Oh lousy white folks
I didn't mean a thing.
Why did I have to listen
To that demonstrator King?"

Now niggers understand
They tied up both his hands
He was at the mercy of
The Kajun Ku Klux Klan
I knew just what they'd do
Levi knew it too
I knew what kind of torture
They would put that nigger through
Now the moral of this story
As plain as it can be
Niggers mind your business
And let us white folks be
You'd better heed my warnin'
And try to understand
Don't you demonstrate
Around the Kajun Ku Klux Klan

Stand up and be counted, show the world that you're a man
Stand up and be counted, go with the ku klux klan

We are a sacred brotherhood, who love our country true
We always can be counted on, when there's a job to do
We serve our homeland day and night, to keep it always free
And proudly wear our robes of white, protecting liberty.

Stand up and be counted, show the world that you're a man
Stand up and be counted, go with the ku klux klan

The bible, cross, old glory, too, our symbols of a man
A sword and water, robe and hood portray our noble klan
In search of peace and liberty, we pledge our hearts and hands
We must defeat the communists to save our christian land

Stand up and be counted, show the world that you're a man
Stand up and be counted, go with the ku klux klan

Stand up and be counted, show the world that you're a man
Stand up and be counted, go with the ku klux klan

Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Gather all those equals up and herd them on the pier
America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Twenty million ugly coons are ready on the pier

"Hey there man, I ain't gettin' in that boat, looks like that boat's leakin' to me, man," (whack!) "Ooooh yes, White Man, here I come!"

America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Boats are ready for the trip, we won't shed a tear

"You actin' like you don't love us nice colored folks any more," (whack!) "Ahhh! Ahhh, White Man brought us from Africa, your fault!"

America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Hand that chimp his ugly stick, hand that buck his spear

"Hold on there man, I've left my bottle of wine back there on the dock," (whack!) "Ahhh! Oww, man!"

America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Twenty million jigaboos, to Africa we'll steer

"How we gonna find Africa man, we ain't got no compass, how we gonna find that island, man," (whack!) "Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
There they go far out to sea, see them disappear

"Hello, hello back there on the dock, I believe this boat is leakin' man."

America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Boats are leaking badly now, they sink, we've settled here

"Help! Help, we're sinking! Gggglllluggggg..."

America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
No more nigger civil rights led by nigger queers
America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
Our homes, our schools, our city streets of niggers will be clear
America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back
Ring that bell, shout for joy, white man's day is here
America will be all white, the land we love so dear
America's for whites, Africa's for blacks
Send those apes back to the trees, ship those niggers back

Ship those niggers back

Ship those niggers back