I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
just like the ones Strom used to know
with the crosses burning,
and snow banks turning
red from the coloreds we laid low

I'm dreaming of a white country
with every Senate bill I write
May your pollsters be mighty and tight
And may all your constituents be white

I'm dreaming of a white future,
the world ruled by a Master Race
If Strom done gone been elected
Civil rights they'd be rejected
And darkies would be kept right in their place

I'm dreaming of a white planet
Without a spic, gook, coon, or kike
I say Mistah Thurmond was right
Please keep all your neighborhoods pure white