Oh the time has passed
Since the old man yelled about
The southern man
Oh the time has a-changed
Banjos played the song of rearrange
Haunting ghosts from the past
That creep around and tell
That we will never last
Still the Wheels are deep down in the ditch
We've lost the sight of the saving track
So listen to the song, Sylvia
Southern people never let their leaders down
Can't you here the rain, Sylvia
Swinging bullwhip over foreign heads
Bragging 'round of our peaceful nest
Swimming around in gold
Spoiled by oil
Creating debts for the little ones
So how long will it last, Sylvia
Southern people need another leading man
You claim your faith, Sylvia
But your spirit seems so very dead.
Sylvi Bell, I've seen your inner child
Remember that we're all gonna die
Rear view mirror will be our judge
Turn the other cheek and make a smile
So dear to love, Sylvia
One day it's your turn, Sylvia
The world is to small, Sylvia