Lyrics Going Back to Birmingham - Jim Lea

Going Back to Birmingham

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
Come on
Get this
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