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Billy Ray Cyrus - We the People lyrics
(Monty Powell - Jimmie L. Sloas - Anna Wilson) Come on, yeah. The farmers rise up every morning at five The truckers drive them eigteen wheelers all night The factory workers they build it with pride Twenty-four seven down the assembly line In every city in every town Somebody's got to make the world go round. We the people move it, we the people know We the people, we run the country We the people prove it, we're the heart and soul We the people, we are the country. Here's to every salesman on the telephone line And every waitress working hard for those dimes The middle managers who punch overtime And anyone fighting wars, fires and crimes Day after day, year after year The mint might print them but the buck stops here. We the people move it, we the people know We the people, we run the country We the people prove it, we're the heart and soul We the people, we are the country. --- Instrumental --- We pay the taxes, we pay the bills So they better pay attention up on Capitol Hill. (Spoken) (We the people of these United States) (In order to form a more perfect union) (Establish justice, ensure domestic tranquility) (Provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare) (Secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity) (Do ordane and establish this constitution) (Of the United State of America.) (Sang) We the people move it, we the people know We the people, we run the country We the people prove it, we're the heart and soul We the people, we are the country. We the people choose it, we the people vote We the people, we run the country We the people rock, it we the people roll We the people, we are the country. We the people move it, we the people know We the people, we run the country We the people prove it, we're the heart and soul We the people, we are the country. We the people move it, we the people know We the people, we run the country We the people prove it, we're the heart and soul We the people, we are the country... |
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