In 1956 things were changing.The federal government was rearranging.Started to put an end to segregation.You can't do that to our proud confederation.State of Georgia, southern pride.We'll raise a flag so we can defy.They can't tell us what to do.Racism stitched in red, white, and blue.How can you justify, what they can't deny.The flag of our state, a banner of hate.Separate is not equal, our state flag sucks.1997 and things ain't changed a bit.The flag's on a pole and we're all under it.Racial harmony is what they preach.But the flag's raised high, out of reach.Its our heritage, is what they tell us.But I really think that our memories fail us.We can't remember 40 years of lies.And over our state the banner still flies.The governor won't listen, he fears for re-election.Politics run amuck, for the almighty buck.But things are about to change.It's our heritage.Heritage of hatred.