[JERRY HERMAN]
You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame
You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame
You've got the banjos strummin'
And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band
The whole plantation's hummin'
Since you brought Dixie back to Dixieland

You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame
You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame
Whoever thought a Yankee would
Put our little Dixie belles to shame?
You've made us feel alive again
You've given us the drive again
To make the South revive again, Mame

You make our black-eyed peas and our grits, Mame
Seem like the bill of fare at the Ritz, Mame
You came, you saw, you conquered
And absolutely nothin' is the same
Your special fascination'll
Prove to be inspirational
I think you're just sensational, Mame
Mame
Mame