All the little lambs in Go'ds promised land of America, uh huh, present day, uh huh.

Well they have gone astray. I wonder if she's ashamed of America, uh huh, today, uh huh. They're turning on their girls. We're riding, riding the big wave, uh huh, riding the big wave, uh huh, uh huh. Everybody's screaming, blue in the face while we're killing uh huh, our girls.

Alabama, Alabam what are you doin' to your girls?

Alabama, Alabam what are you doin' to your girls?

I wish that I knew how to talk, how to get through to you, uh huh, today, uh huh.

God gave the woman her body to know what's best, uh huh, to do, uh huh

We can't hang our daughters and our sisters out to dry uh huh, in their shame, uh huh, uh huh

Not every little seed should grow ask woman she knows

Oh you're killing, uh huh, your girls

Alabama, Alabam what are you doin to your girls?

Alabama, Alabama what are you doin to your girls, to your daughters, to your sisters, to your mothers

Oh what a shame, shame

What a shame.

Oh what a shame, shame

What a shame, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh