Willy Deville Southern Politician
Momma had such high hopes for her favourite son
He'd be an evangelist of God or maybe even president
He was such the diplomat with so much southern charm
But when he growed up he outgrowed all his friends
He was a southern politician, a political man
He sips mint juleps on evenings so warm
He converses with the devil who wears a hat made
of straw
Saying "A smart-assed northern liberal was
something I never could stand"
While they might take an inch he takes all he can
He's a southern politician, a political man
Chorus:
He's a southern politician set on winning this
here election
Inside his big white plantation
All the liquor and women that money can buy
All the liquor and women that money can buy
The folks down here believe in his cause
His hands are clean and his vest pockets the law
'Cos his brother the sheriff is head of the klan
Well, the state's locked up tight in the palm of
his hand
He's a southern politician, a political man
All 'round the big house painted white
An electrical fence that's strung with barbed wire
He's got guard dogs, shot guns and homemade pecan
pie
Friends come to swim, he gets a tan
He's a southern politician, a political man
Chorus
There's cocktail parties every night
Now his wife she don't love him but don't pay her
no mind
The smell of sweet gardenias always fills the air
Well, they have black bodies floating in the bayou
down there
He's a southern politician, a political man
He's kissing babies at campaign time
He's making promises like they're going out of
style
Loves every woman, child and American man
Says he's religious, just a God-fearing man
He's a southern politician, a political man
