Don't ya blame me, son
For the mess that we're in
I've been looking for work
Since two thousand ten
I try and I try
To do what is right
That's why I'm out singing
'Til dawn's early light
My Father was poor
Like his father before
It's a long long road
That I'm fighting for
I'm headed out
On the road once again
Singing these songs
About the hell we are in
Don't you ever give up, son
On what you believe in
Try hard to be
Everything you can be
To this mess we are in
I'm sorry I don't
Have enough for us all
What I've got I'll give to you
Always stand tall
Three kids a wife
And a mortgage to pay
Trying my best
Working hard every day
I swallowed my pride
And I asked Uncle Sam
Any help you could give
Would be mighty grand
Uncle Sam he stood
On the porch by the door
He said beat it ya bum
I've got guests here at four
Don't you ever give up, son
On what you believe in
Try hard to be
Everything you can be
To this mess we are in
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