Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Happy Birthday 'Murka!

Wrap Yourself In Old Glory And Celebrate The Nation WE've Become!!!
   And Most Importantly, Spend The Day Honoring The Veterans Who Fought For Your Freedom, AND LIVED!!!





Well them four walls of Raiford, are closing in on me
Doin' three to five hard labor, for armed robbery
I had two years behind me, but I could not wait the time
Every time I thought about it, well I died some more inside

And I had stripes on my back, memories that hurt
For the only time I seen sunshine is when I to work
Diggin' ditches for the chain gang, sleepin' in the hole
Oh Lord please forgive me for I could not wait no more

And I'm comin' home to see you Jesus
Well it feels so close this time
Please take mercy on a soldier
From the Florida-Georgia line

When they find me they must kill me
Oh Jesus save my soul
I can't go back down to Raiford
I can't take that anymore

Well these last few years behind me
Oh Lord, have been so sad
I fought proudly for my country when the times were bad
Now they say I'm guilty, when they find me I must die
Only me and Jesus know that I never stole a dime

Well when Vietnam was over there was no work here for me
I had a pretty wife awaitin and two kids I had to feed
Well I'm one of America's heroes and when they shoot me down
Won't you fly old Glory proudly, put my medals in the ground

And I comin' home to see you Jesus
Well it feels so close this time
Please take mercy on this soldier
From the Florida-Georgia line

When they find me they must kill me
Oh Jesus save my soul
I can't go back down to Raiford
I can't take that anymore

Get Out There With The Rest Of The Gun Totin' Nuts! Go Where Little Boys Make Big Noise With Fireworks! This Is 'Murka, Gotdammit!

But Most Of All, Stand Up PROUD For What You Believe In! ... and voted for! Stand UP, Motherfuckers!



And Have Confidence In The Future Of America With The Course You've Set!

Happy Birthday 'Murka!! Wave That Flag!!



I knew a girl who was almost a lady
She had a way with all the men in her life
Every inch of her blossomed in beauty
And she was born on the fourth of July
Well she lived in an aluminum house trailer
And she worked in a juke box saloon
And she spent all the money I give her
Just to see the old man in the moon

[Chorus:]
I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory
And awake in the dawn's early light
But much to my surprise
When I opened my eyes
I was a victim of the great compromise

Well we'd go out on Saturday evenings
To the drive-in on Route 41
And it was there that I first suspected
That she was doin' what she'd already done
She said "Johnny won't you get me some popcorn"
And she knew I had to walk pretty far
And as soon as I passed through the moonlight
She hopped into a foreign sports car

[Chorus]

Well you know I could have beat up that fellow
But it was her that had hopped into his car
Many times I'd fought to protect her
But this time she was goin' too far
Now some folks they call me a coward
'Cause I left her at the drive-in that night
But I'd druther have names thrown at me
Than to fight for a thing that ain't right

[Chorus]

Now she writes all the fellows love letters
Saying "Greetings, come and see me real soon"
And they go and line up in the barroom
And spend the night in that sick woman's room
But sometimes I get awful lonesome
And I wish she was my girl instead
But she won't let me live with her
And she makes me live in my head

[Chorus]



That's The Price You Pay To Make America GREAT Again, though, so ... Hey! Remember when it was cool to be from the USA?

I WON! YOU DIDN'T!"


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