A song from the point of view of the cowboy. Independent thinking,
hard working American.
HARD TIMES IN THE COUNTRY
Come all you good people wherever you be
I'll sing you a song it's a sad tragedy
Everybody's grabbing for that pie in the sky
And they're cheating each other and I'll tell you why
It's hard times in the country, It's hard times I cry
If these times don’t kill me, I’ll live til I die
Since cheating has grown to be such a fashion
I believe in my soul it'll ruin the whole nation
We fought and we died for the 'Land of the Free'
Now the 'Home of the Brave' is all ate up with greed
Now there's the politicians in Washington D.C.
They've civilized freedom till there ain't nothing free
There’s too many rules, and too many laws
Bad men in high places, Good men on the dodge.
Big government they’re preachin’ their protection creed
They pander big business and all of their greed
Globalization , their free trade plan
To put the whole world in a few strong hands
Republicrats and Democans it ain't no surprise
They got their hands full of gimme, and their mouths full of lies
Left wing or right wing I've got this to say
They're just two wings of the same bird of prey
Now our backs are against the wall
We must take a stand we have no choice at all
There's nowhere to run and there's nowhere to hide
We must take back our country before America dies
Now this is a warning and I hope you take heed
Don’t give up your freedom for security
Security’s a myth there ain’t no such thing
Tell 'em all to go to hell and let Freedom Ring!