Now that your big eyes have finally opened Now that you're wondering how must they feel Meaning them that you've chased across America's movie screens Now that you're wondering how can it be real That the ones you've called colorful, noble and proud In your school propaganda, they starve in their splendor You've asked for my comment, I simply will render My country 'tis of thy people you're dying Now that the long houses breed superstition You force us to send our toddlers away To your schools where they're taught To despise their traditions You forbid them their languages, then further say That American history really began When Columbus set sail out of Europe Then stress that the nation of leeches that conquered this land Are the biggest and bravest and boldest and best And yet where in your history books is the tale Of the genocide basic to this country's birth Of the preachers who lied, how the Bill of Rights failed How a nation of patriots returned to their earth And where will it tell of the Liberty Bell As it rang with a thud o'er Kinzua mud And of brave Uncle Sam in Alaska this year My country 'tis of thy people you're dying Hear how the bargain was made for the West With her shivering children in zero degrees Blankets for your land, so the treaties attest Oh well, blankets for land is a bargain indeed And the blankets were those Uncle Sam had collected From smallpox-diseased dying soldiers that day And the tribes were wiped out and the history books censored A hundred years of your statesmen have felt It's better this way And yet a few of the conquered have somehow survived Their blood runs the redder though genes have paled From the Gran Canyon's caverns to craven sad hills The wounded, the losers, the robbed sing their tale From Los Angeles County to upstate New York The white nation fattens while others grow lean Oh the tricked and evicted they know what I mean My country 'tis of thy people you're dying The past it just crumbled, the future just threatens Our life blood shut up in your chemical tanks And now here you come, bill of sale in your hands And surprise in your eyes that we're lacking in thanks For the blessings of civilization you've brought us The lessons you've taught us, the ruin you've wrought us Oh see what our trust in America's brought us My country 'tis of thy people you're dying Now that the pride of the sires receives charity Now that we're harmless and safe behind laws Now that my life's to be known as your 'Heritage' Now that even the graves have been robbed Now that our own chosen way is a novelty Hands on our hearts we salute you your victory Choke on your blue white and scarlet hypocrisy Pitying the blindness that you've never seen That the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory They were never no more than carrion crows Pushed the wrens from their nest Stole their eggs, changed their story The mockingbird sings it, it's all that he knows "Ah, what can I do?", say a powerless few With a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye Can't you see that their poverty's profiting you? My country 'tis of thy people you're dying

I vow to thee, my country All earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect The service of my love The love that asks no questions The love that stands the test That lays upon the alter The dearest and the best The love that never falters The love that pays the price The love that makes undaunted The final sacrifice A love that asks no questions A love that stands the test That lays upon the alter The dearest and the best I vow to thee, my country All earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect The service of my love And there's another country I've heard of long ago Most dear to them that love her Most great to them that know We may not count her armies We may not see her King Her fortress is a faithful heart Her pride is suffering And soul by soul and silently Her shining bounds increase And her ways are ways of gentleness And all her paths are peace We may not count her armies We may not see her King Her fortress is a faithful heart Her pride is suffering And soul by soul and silently Her shining bounds increase And her ways are ways of gentleness And all her paths are peace

Hey. The furnace burns in steel town Big business came and tried to shut 'em down Workers got together and they bought that mill They're making steel in Pittsburgh still The family farm down in Indiana The bank's foreclosin' just because they can The farmer can't do nothin' 'bout another drought But John, Waylon & Willie came and helped 'em out These are the days of America Brother to brother, hand in hand These are the days of America Walking together through the promise land The wheels in Detroit keep on turnin' A blue collar lesson there for the learnin' The throttle drives you anywhere no matter how far Just never give up on who you are These are the days of America Brother to brother, hand in hand These are the days of America Walking together through the promise land --- Instrumental --- Right down the middle of America Where her heart beats strong and true Look up and just open your eyes The flag still waves and the eagle still flies These are the days of America Brother to brother, hand in hand These are the days of America Walking together through the promise land These are the days These are the days of America These are the days These are the days of America...

I vow to thee, my country All earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect The service of my love The love that asks no questions The love that stands the test That lays upon the alter The dearest and the best The love that never falters The love that pays the price The love that makes undaunted The final sacrifice A love that asks no questions A love that stands the test That lays upon the alter The dearest and the best I vow to thee, my country All earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect The service of my love And there's another country I've heard of long ago Most dear to them that love her Most great to them that know We may not count her armies We may not see her King Her fortress is a faithful heart Her pride is suffering And soul by soul and silently Her shining bounds increase And her ways are ways of gentleness And all her paths are peace We may not count her armies We may not see her King Her fortress is a faithful heart Her pride is suffering And soul by soul and silently Her shining bounds increase And her ways are ways of gentleness And all her paths are peace

Sometimes I wanna light up underneath the no-smoking sign Sometimes I wish they'd tell me, how justice got so blind I wish they'd just leave me alone 'cause I'm doing alright You can take your change on down the road and leave me here with mine 'Cause that ain't my America That aint this country's roots You wanna slam old Uncle Sam But I ain't letting you I'm mad as hell and you know I still bleed Red, White, and Blue That ain't us That Ain't My America I was standing there in Dallas Waitin on a plane I overheard an old man Tell a young soldier "thanks" The young soldier hung his head and said "it's hard to believe You're the only one who took the time to say a word to me" And the old man said... That ain't my America That aint this country's roots You wanna slam old Uncle Sam But I ain't letting you I'm mad as hell and you know I still bleed Red, White, and Blue That ain't us That Ain't My America It's to the women and men who in their hands hold a Bible and a gun And they ain't afraid of nothing, when when they're holding either one Now there's kids who can't pray in school $100 dollar tanks of gas I can tell you right now this country ain't AIN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT! NO! 'Cause that ain't my America That aint this country's roots You wanna slam old Uncle Sam But I ain't letting you I'm mad as hell and you know I still bleed Red, White, and Blue That ain't us That Ain't My That Ain't My America That Ain't My America That Ain't My America