America Works Lyrics by America Works
For sale sign in the neighbor’s lot
It’s upside down and the price just dropped
He’s overtime and a second job
He’s got a lot on the line
Weighing heavy on his mind
There’s a kid on foot handing flyers out
For a mission trip to somewhere south
Just stopped off at that neighbor’s house
Checkbook out, didn’t even bat an eye
I know he just gave his last dime
Wah-oooo
Welcome to the greatest place on earth
Where saints and sinners find out what their worth
Everybody gets what they deserve
When America works
From Bragg to Meade to Pendelton
Sons and daughters deploy again
Soldiers telling their own kids, “Be brave
I’m counting on you…
You’re the man of the house, I’ve got a job to do…”
Wah-oooo
Welcome to the greatest place on earth
Where saints and sinners find out what their worth
Everybody gets what they deserve
When America works
It’s the right to work, the minimum wage
A cold drink at the end of the day
Your word, your name, your hat in hand
Our pledge, our flag, our promised land
Wah-oooo
Welcome to the greatest place on earth
Where saints and sinners find out what their worth
Everybody gets what they deserve
When America works
When America works