Oh the time has passed Since the old man yelled about The southern man Oh the time has a-changed Banjos played the song of rearrange Haunting ghosts from the past That creep around and tell That we will never last Still the Wheels are deep down in the ditch We've lost the sight of the saving track So listen to the song, Sylvia Southern people never let their leaders down Can't you here the rain, Sylvia Swinging bullwhip over foreign heads Bragging 'round of our peaceful nest Swimming around in gold Spoiled by oil Creating debts for the little ones So how long will it last, Sylvia Southern people need another leading man You claim your faith, Sylvia But your spirit seems so very dead. Sylvi Bell, I've seen your inner child Remember that we're all gonna die Rear view mirror will be our judge Turn the other cheek and make a smile So dear to love, Sylvia One day it's your turn, Sylvia The world is to small, Sylvia