Gone To The Dogs
words by Sally Rogers and Howie Bursen
tune traditional
Gone to the dogs, the grafters and the hogs
All gone for bombs and for bailouts (bailouts)
For they've squandered all our wealth 
Now we cannot pay for health
And across the western ocean jobs are wandering
Where are our farms, our fruitful family farms?
Where are our jobs, our decent paying jobs?
Where's our security, our social security?
Where's our R&D for high technology?
Repeat first verse.