I got a job, but I'm still in debt

My neighbors livin' off a welfare check

Got a brand new Cadillac parked right outside

I ain't complaining about the way things are

But my piece of pie don't go too far

I'm workin' overtime, just tryin' to survive

I still believe in the stars and stripes

Milk and honey and them Harley bikes

But don't tell me about your new health plan

Or needin' money from a workin' man.



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I'm just a poor boy, straight out of the Deep South

Workin' hard ain't never had a hand out

I pay my dues so I can stay free

Hey Uncle Sam, don't forget about me

Hey Uncle Sam, don't forget about me.




Lord knows I'm an honest guy

I pay my taxes and I always try

To do what I can, for the red, white and blue

But I watch my money going up in smoke

They take it all and they leave me broke

Now tell me son, what's a fella to do

If it ain't one thing, well it's another

The rich man wins and the poor man suffers

I keep it goin', so I can get paid

I'm Dixie born and American made.



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I play a custom made Fender guitar

I wouldn't be caught dead in a Japanese car

I drive a Chevy Z-71

A rebel flag sticker by my old shot gun.



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