You came down to this Southern town last summer
To show the folks a brand new way of life
But all you’ve shown the folks round here is trouble
And you’ve only added misery to their strife
Your concern is not to help the people
And I’ll say again, though it’s been often said
Your concern is just to bring discomfort, my friend
And your policy is just a little red
Now ain’t I right

The songs a banger

We’re living in a country that’s the finest place on Earth
But some folks don’t appreciate this land that gave them birth
I hear that up in Washington they’re having an awful fuss
Cuz communists and spies are making monkeys out of us
The bureaus and departments have been busy night and day
Figuring out just how we gave our secrets all away
And Congress has appointed a committee so they said
To find out who’s American and who’s a lowdown red
They call them up to Washington to speak for Uncle Sam
But when they ask them what they are they shut up like a clam
I wish they’d take and put me on the witness stand today
I’d yell so loud, old Stalin could hear me all the way

I’m no communist, I’ll tell ya that right now
I believe a man should own his own house and farm and cow
I like this private ownership, I wanna be left alone
Let the government run its business
And let me run my own!