Southern fried chicken a dollar twenty-nine

Little Sally’s birthday taking all the family

Get the biggest booth the round one in the corner

Milk for little Sally fried chicken all around.

Sorry this table’s taken. A table in the back room

Keep the anger hidden walk out and drive away.

Southern fried chicken loses all its flavor.

Pay the check and leave no tip

Embarcadero Bayshore overpass and crosswalk

See the colored people walk across the road

Going from the little houses into Palo Alto to work.

Can’t get insurance for a house across the highway

Place is full of negroes not worth a nickel

Extra Extra Read all about it

Two car collision both the drivers died

Porter for the railroad, clerk in downtown shoe store

Both cars demolished

The blood was all the same.

Ring around the rosy

Pocket full of Posies

Ashes Ashes we all fall down

Last one down is a ——-.

Sorry sorry Very Very sorry

But you can see my problem

Why me I ask. Why me

“My mother’s name was Jordan

My father’s name was Christian

My race? I’m an American”

No that is not what they mean–

Just check the space for colored

“My grandma’s hair was yellow”

You know that doesn’t count

Your rest room is downstairs.

Dirty segregation. We never have that

Problem above the Mason Dixon

No none are here about

They don’t live in our neighborhood

Houses too expensive. Realtors

Keep the prices up Keep the——-out.

Of course I wouldn’t mind it

Knew a southern lady once

Had the nicest little girl

To take care of her children.

I walk down the sidewalk to the campus library

There comes a colored student

I’m glad he goes to school

Mustn’t offend turn away my glances

Pretend I see a friend somewhere in the distance

Wouldn’t want to stare

Can’t meet his eyes straight forward.