-> "The Boy From Yazoo City"
Original Song Title:
"Boy From New York City"
Parody Song Title:
"The Boy From Yazoo City"
The Lyrics
Haley Barbour, what a pity
Talkin' about the boy from Yazoo City
His recall is itty bitty
Talkin' about the boy from Yazoo City
It's really sad, a long time fad
To say that Jim Crow wasn't all that bad
History, selectively
He posed for pictures with some bigots called the CCC*
Such racist creeps
The company he keeps
He's so blind
Where is his mind
Haley Barbour, what a pity
Talkin' about the boy from Yazoo City
When in his teens, said he was keen
To hear a fairground speech by the Reverend Dr. King
He can't say, what he learned that day
He was distracted by some girls and turned away
Oo, oo oo whee ee
How could he ever seem
To understand
All Americans
Every time he opens his mouth
Wonder what he'll say
Now he wants to talk about race, oo
He ought to go away, yeah
Haley Barbour, what a pity
Talkin' about the boy from Yazoo City
Ever since, his words he minced
Still most Americans remain to be convinced
He was meant, and really bent
On running in two-thousand twelve for president
Oo, oo oo whee ee
If he's the nominee
He'll be toast
From coast to coast
Haley Barbour, what a pity
Talkin' about the boy from Yazoo City
His recall is itty bitty
Talkin' about the boy from Yazoo City (repeat 2x, fade)
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