Here it is, another election yearAnd candidates are coming from everywhereThe long, tall Texan, wise as owlSays, boys, I'm a-throwin' in a towelY'all *** it, run under a log with itHe's goin' back to the Lone Star StateWe're gonna clean the slate in 68LBJ says, I ain't gonna runI'm a-goin' back to Texas and have a little funI'm tired of everybody puttin' me downI'm a-goin' back home and play with my houndsGoin' to the dogsAll these birds is migratin'The election's comin', I can't waitWe're gonna clean the slate in 68Hubert says, I'm your manThis here, here is the promised landThey'll promise you this, promise you thatWhen they get in, they'll leave you flatWon't even know youHave to marchTo get what you wantI think everybody's had a betWe're gonna clean the slate in 68Richard, he's runnin' againHe's been runnin' since time beganSame old line, just a different twistSome of the polls say he just can't missGot plenty of experienceOld Trekkie didIf you're servin' bologna, I just ateWe're gonna clean the slate in 68Bushy-headed Bobby says, listen here, friendsI'm the man you oughta get inI'll cut taxes and spend it everywhereIf you elect me, I'll even cut my hairBetter not cut your hair, sonYou'll lose your strengthWe want a man that'll tell it to us straightWe're gonna clean the slate in 68There's old Rocky up in New York CitySays he's runnin' for me like a striped kittyBut when you get to know me, I ain't so badI'll give you things you ain't never hadLet's change the name of Capitol HillWe'll call it old Rocky TalkWe want action and not debateWe're gonna clean the slate in 68Good old George down in AlabamaSays let's move the White House to BirminghamI like my grits and fatback meatAnd besides, I'm scared to walk the streets in WashingtonThey don't like me up there no moreI don't know howThe rioters and looters at the White House gateWe're gonna clean the slate in 68Clean them all off, friendsVote for Jim Nesbit, my presidentI sure will crochet your voteGet me in there and I'll let everybody hold somethingYou too