Hey Uncle Sam Songtext

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.

(Chorus)
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.

(Repeat Chorus)

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.

(Repeat Chorus)
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