Birmingham Blues Songtext
von John Lee Hooker

I ain′t goin' down to Birmingham by myself
I ain′t goin' down to Birmingham by myself
If I go, gonna take someone with me
Give me an airplane, fly over Birmingham
Give me an airplane and fly over Birmingham
Drop me a bomb, keep on flyin' home


I feel so bad, I read about Birmingham, I feel so bad
I read, read about Birmingham
Or, do I know about things, a man is just a man
God made the land
He give the land and no one, and no one, land

And God made everybody equal
Equal, equal
I don′t know why Birmingham treat, treat people the way they do
But I ain′t goin' down to Birmingham by myself
I tried, yeah


One thing I do know
Our president, he out doin′ everything he can
For every man, equal right
It takes time, I do know
But one day, Birmingham, Mississippi, and Georgia, Tennessee, Kentucky
All them states, Arkansas, will fall in line