The All Golden

He is not your run

Of the mill garden variety

Alabama country fair

Left on Silver Lake

He keeps a small apartment top

An Oriental food store there

He returned from Alabama

To see what he could see

Off the record he is hungry

Though he works hard in his

Alabama country fair

I should think he'd fade away

The way that Bohemians often bear

The frigid air

He returned from Alabama

To see what he could see

Constant commentary by the wayside

Nowadays them country boys

Don't cotton much to one two three four

Rest your team

Work out in the All Golden

You will know why hayseeds

Go back to the country

Constant calm might still

Our stately union

Nowadays a Yankee dread

Not take his time to wend to sea

Forget to bear your arms

In the All Golden

You will know why hayseeds

Go back to the country

Might as well not allow

For one more go round

That's all folks

Them hayseeds go back

To the country

Ya get it? Alright