Fare thee well, land of cotton
Cotton lisle is out of style
Honey child, jump for joy
And don't you grieve, little Eve
All the Hounds I do believe
Have been killed, ain't you thrilled
Jump for joy

Have you seen pastures groovy
Well green pastures was just a technicolor movie
And when you stomp up to heaven and you meet old Sant Pete
Tell that boy jump for joy
Step right in, give Pete some skin
And jump for joy

Fair thee well, land of cotton
Cotton lisle is out of style
Honey child, jump for joy
And don't you grieve, little Eve
All the Hounds I do bеlieve
Have been killed, ain't you thrilled
Jump for joy

Have you seen pastures groovy
Well green pastures was just a technicolor movie
And when you stomp up to heaven and you meet old Sant Pete
Tell that boy jump for joy
Step right in, give Pete some skin
And jump for joy