(Verse 1) Well, I worked my whole life, paid my dues, But the boss man shipped my job to some place brand new. Now the bank took my house, took my land, took my ride, But I still fly that flag, Lord, with American pride. (Pre-Chorus) Now I’m sleepin’ in a tent by the old railroad track, And the cops just told me I can’t come back. But I won’t complain, no sir, not me, ‘Cause I know the real enemy! (Chorus) YEP! Take my money, take my truck, Take my dog, hell, take my luck! Kick me out, lock me up, For being broke and outta luck! But DONT NEVER let a stranger in, Don’t let no kid get fed again, Long as someone else is hurtin’ too, That’s freedom, red, white, and true! (Verse 2) Well, the preacher told me God loves the poor, Then he passed around the plate and walked out the door. And the man on the TV, he sure looked mad, Said my life’s a wreck ‘cause some kid needs a snack. (Pre-Chorus) Now my taxes went to bailing out a CEO, But that ain't what’s wrong, oh Lord, no! I’ll tell ya who’s stealin’ the bread from my plate, It’s that single mom with a baby on the way! (Chorus - Repeat) (Bridge) Now I’m broke, I’m tired, I ain’t got a dime, But at least I ain’t helpin’ no one this time. And when I go to my grave, cold and poor, I’ll still be screamin’ at the welfare door- (Chorus - Big Finish!) YEP! Take my money, take my truck, Take my dog, hell, take my luck! Kick me out, lock me up, For being broke and outta luck! But DONT NEVER let a stranger in, Don’t let no kid get fed again, Long as someone else is hurtin’ too, That’s freedom, red, white, and true! (Outro - spoken, with twang) "Now don’t y’all worry ‘bout me, I’d rather starve than see a damn kid get a sandwich. That’s just the American way!"