- Banned
- #1
Me and Mine (lamentations) by BJ Barham
Me and mine have worked this land, for as long as my grandfather can remember,
plowin soil, diggin holes, haulin coal, to strippin down the timber
Then they came along and they shut us down, same old story, same old town
It's like we don't matter mama said, at least that's how it seems,
that's the day I woke up from the American dream
What are you gonna do, when the God you're prayin to up and goes missin,
leavin a trail of unpaid bills, broken homes and opioid addiction
Then a politician comes along, promisin that, he'll return the jobs even God himself cannot bring back
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice shame on me, that's the day I gave up on the American dream
These lamentations are gettin too damn hard to sing,
these lamentations are gonna be the death of me-
You see, me and mine we ain't the kind to sit around idle and complain
we're tough as nails, mean as hell and not an ounce of quit is our veins,
but the harder we work, the more they take, til all the good is gone for goodness sake
Neither the left nor the right are gonna fight for folks in between, that's the reality of, the American dream
These lamentations are gettin too damn hard to sing
These lamentations are gonna be the death of me- these lamentations are gonna be the death of me-
Me and mine have worked this land, for as long as my grandfather can remember,
plowin soil, diggin holes, haulin coal, to strippin down the timber
Then they came along and they shut us down, same old story, same old town
It's like we don't matter mama said, at least that's how it seems,
that's the day I woke up from the American dream
What are you gonna do, when the God you're prayin to up and goes missin,
leavin a trail of unpaid bills, broken homes and opioid addiction
Then a politician comes along, promisin that, he'll return the jobs even God himself cannot bring back
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice shame on me, that's the day I gave up on the American dream
These lamentations are gettin too damn hard to sing,
these lamentations are gonna be the death of me-
You see, me and mine we ain't the kind to sit around idle and complain
we're tough as nails, mean as hell and not an ounce of quit is our veins,
but the harder we work, the more they take, til all the good is gone for goodness sake
Neither the left nor the right are gonna fight for folks in between, that's the reality of, the American dream
These lamentations are gettin too damn hard to sing
These lamentations are gonna be the death of me- these lamentations are gonna be the death of me-