| Fare thee well, land of cotton |
| Cotton lisle is out of style |
| Honey child |
| Jump for joy |
| Don’t you grieve, little Eve |
| All the hounds, I do believe |
| Have been killed, ain’t ya thrilled? |
| Jump for joy |
| Have you seen pastures groovy? |
| Green pasture was just a technicolor movie |
| When you stomp up to heaven and you meet old Saint Pete |
| Tell that boy, jump for joy |
| Step right in, give feet some skin, and jump for joy |
| Fare thee well, land of cotton |
| Cotton lisle is out of style |
| Honey child |
| Jump for joy |
| Don’t you grieve, little Eve |
| All the hounds, I do believe |
| Have been killed, ain’t ya thrilled? |
| Jump for joy |
| Have you seen pastures groovy? |
| Green pasture was just a technicolor movie |
| When you stomp up to heaven and you meet old Saint Pete |
| Tell that boy, jump for joy |
| Step right in |
| Come right in |
| Move right in |
| Get on in |
| Come in, come in |
| Move in, move in |
| Right in, right in… |