Going Back To Birmingham Lyrics

Jim Lea
Well, your mama don't seem to like me
And your papa he feels the same
And your brother won't listen to what I say
And your sister was a lousy screw anyway

And I don't want your history
And I don't want your geography
And I'm, I'm going back to Birmingham
I'm going back to Birmingham
I'm going back to Birmingham right now, right now

Well, your brother don't seem to like me
And your papa is half insane
And your sister don't like the things I do
And your sister made a lousy stew and a lousy screw

And I don't want your history
And I don't want your geography
And I'm, I'm going back to Birmingham
I'm going to Birmingham, when I'm there
I'm going back to Birmingham right now, right now, right now, right now

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And I don't want your history
And I don't want your geography
And I'm, I'm going back to Birmingham
I'm going to Birmingham, when I'm there
I'm going back to Birmingham right now, right now

And I don't want your history
And I even less like your geography
And I'm, I'm going back to Birmingham
Yeah, I'm going back to Birmingham, when I'm there
I'm going back to Birmingham right now, yeah