Lyrics

And so this cat
he was from the GBI
that's the cracker FBI
kept feeling up the chicks legs with the electric cattle prod
making them wiggle and holler
He couldn't get enough of that stuff
poking that hot thing under they dresses
And I be dog
if one of them cracker polices
didn't break down and cry like a baby
just watching him
but he didn't try to stop him
No, I guess that would be too much to expect of any cracker

I disremember all the meanness that they did
treating them Yankees like they was us
dragging that 70 year old white lady
down the courthouse steps
with her head going bam on every step

Her heart gave out
and the ambulance came
but when the driver saw she was
one of them agitators
he just took off again and left her laying in the street
Finally one of us took her to the hospital
propped up in the back seat of a car
but wouldn't no white doctor touch her when they got there
Had to find one of ours
and put her in the Jim Crow section
Sure ain't like no ofays I ever knowed
coming down here and getting their heads beat for nothing
trying to love these crackers into being Christian
like crackers was human