| I don’t like communism and I don’t wanna speak Chinese
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| I don’t care for globalization and I don’t like the Middle East
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| Don’t give me that time’s a changin' line of crap
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| I want my old America back
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| I miss the days of the pledge in school
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| And God on the dollar bill
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| Keep the screen door wide open all night long
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| Not worried about gettin' killed
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| And twenty bucks could buy me a tank of gas
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| I want my old America back
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| What happened to the pledge in school
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| They took God out too, man that ain’t cool
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| United we stood, and divided we fell
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| If we don’t bring it back now, then we’re headed for hell
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| See gas is to high, we can’t find no jobs
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| And them government crooks steady steal and rob
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| Tryin' take my guns, good luck with that
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| We’re mounted up baby
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| 'Bout to bring old America back
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| I say we keep the jobs at home and quit shippin' them overseas
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| Don’t worry about foreign folks, let’s worry 'bout you and me
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| And get our boys the hell out of Iraq
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| Let’s have our old America back
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| I remember leavin' doors open all night
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| I remember bein' cool to have a fist fight
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| I remember sayin' prayers in school
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| I remember teachers teachin' us the golden rule
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| I remember 20 dollars fillin' up my tank
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| I remember when we used to even trust our banks
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| I remember when our president was born on our land
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| Let’s take old America back
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| Baby that’s the plan
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| Lord, shine your light upon this land I love
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| On the stars and stripes
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| On the stars and stripes
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| Lord, shine your light upon this land I love
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| On the stars and stripes
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| On the stars and stripes |