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 calendar is lying when it reads the present time 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 people of Mississippi Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the Klan Oh, the sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands Oh, 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 teaching 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 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 cops of Mississippi They're chewing 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 taking prisoners in their private little wars And behind their broken badges there are murderers and more 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 judges of Mississippi Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court 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 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 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 is 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 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 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, he 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
[00:06.06]Here's to the State of Mississippi [00:10.10]For underneath her borders, the devil draws no lines [00:16.16]If you drag her muddy rivers, nameless bodies you will find [00:22.02]Oh, the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes [00:28.08]The calendar is lying when it reads the present time [00:34.04]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [00:40.40]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [00:49.19]And here's to the people of Mississippi [00:55.50]Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand [01:00.00]And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the Klan [01:05.15]Oh, the sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands [01:11.00]Oh, they smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man [01:17.17]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [01:23.39]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [01:32.32]And here's to the schools of Mississippi [01:38.18]Where they're teaching all the children that they don't have to care [01:43.03]All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere [01:47.87]And every single classroom is a factory of despair [01:53.53]And there's nobody learning such a foreign word as fair [01:59.79]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [02:06.36]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [02:14.04]And here's to the cops of Mississippi [02:19.91]They're chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door [02:24.76]And their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you to the floor [02:29.42]No, they don't like taking prisoners in their private little wars [02:35.53]And behind their broken badges there are murderers and more [02:41.85]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [02:48.04]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [02:57.00]And, here's to the judges of Mississippi [03:03.03]Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court [03:07.81]They're guarding all the bastions of their phony legal fort [03:12.67]Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report [03:17.41]When the black man stands accused the trial is always short [03:23.42]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [03:29.29]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [03:38.38]And here's to the government of Mississippi [03:45.35]In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down [03:50.46]And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns [03:55.55]And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sounds [04:00.14]And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown [04:06.60]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [04:12.72]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [04:21.12]And here's to the laws of Mississippi [04:28.38]Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay [04:33.23]While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay [04:38.07]Unwed mothers should be sterilized, I've even heard them say [04:44.44]Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way [04:50.50]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [04:56.73]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of [05:05.65]And here's to the churches of Mississippi [05:11.38]Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust [05:16.16]And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust [05:22.22]Oh, he fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust [05:27.07]And heaven only knows in which God they can trust [05:33.13]Oh, here's to the land, You've torn out the heart of [05:39.19]Mississippi find yourself, another country to be part of
