Tekster: Michelle Shocked. Jump Jim Crow.

Jump Jim Crow, jump Jim Crow
How do you do, you walk so slow
Like a little red rooster with one trick leg
Looks like you the one laying the egg
I don't know when but it'll be real soon
Going down the road by the light of the moon
Going to the city to see Zip Coon

Hip Zip Coon, you sure look slick
How do you do that walking trick
You got a woman on your left
A woman on your right
You all dressed up like a Saturday night
Strolling down the street, feeling fine
Tipping your hat, saying, "Howdy, Shine"
If I knew your secret I would make it mine

Tarbaby, Tarbaby, tell me true
Who is really the jigaboo?
Is it the white man, the white talking that jive
Or the black man, the black, trying to stay alive?
You can't touch a Tarbaby, everybody knows
Smiling all the while wit de bone in de nose
That's the way the story goes

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-aye
My, oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine heading my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-aye