boots sure are get ting warm
My hands are black with dirt
I ain't never been to hell,
Tell my wife don't worry,
It makes her feel better sometimes,
but I don't know if it's true.
I know if I die, it's just my time to go.
But I pray to God every day
that I may get back home.
You quit worrying about what
and thank God for what you have
Cause I couldn't be raising
When I was born an American
The neighborhood smells like sewage
and the streets are lined with trash
You never know what's gonna be
the next thing to explode
It breaks my heart to see these
Walking barefoot through the trash,
begging for something to eat
just to let them know I care
And I thank God it's not my
son that's standing there
You quit worrying about what
And thank God for what you had
Because I couldn't be raising
But I was born an American
If you want to talk about it
I really don't care why Bush
and I'm damn sure proud of that
You better say it before different ears
Lest you want to crawl away
And I'll laugh in your face
when you say you've got it bad
Until you spend some time
in the streets of Baghdad
Well, you've seen what I've seen,
You quit worrying about what
and thank God for what you have
Cause you couldn't be raising your family
But you were born an American
