Well we didn’t have to drag him in and jail him
‘Cause you don’t have to take it so far
When your roots go back to Old Salem
And you’ve got a local chapter of the DAR
Now I don’t go tooting on my lobsters
‘Cause your pride doesn’t go with your plaid
But it’s a victory won and it couldn’t be done
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky fun-in-the-sun
Braless wonders
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you know your place and you don’t touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
— A Flinty Kind of Woman, Dar Williams.