Look what Jim Crow's done and gone
Went and changed his name
Don't know what he's going by these days
But he's still acting the same
You can call it what you want to
But it's still a minstrel show
You can call it what you want to
But it's still Jim Crow
Jim's probably laying in this morning
Humming as he sleeps
Feeling the glow of another man's woman
As she lies beneath his feet
Enjoying the cool morning breeze
Smelling flowers as he goes
Looks like he changed his ways
Ah, still Big Jim Crow
Jim will spend the rest of the day
Playing in some big hotel
It's an old song with very bad rhymes
But he does it so well
He'll make some new acquaintances
When he's out on his evening stroll
It's amazing after all this time
So many love Big Jim Crow
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