| I write some songs and sing 'em too my name is Jimmy Brown
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| Everybody knows that I play music in this town
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| Well I used to make a decent wage, the children all could eat
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| They all had hats upon their heads, and shoes upon their feet
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| But in the book of history my children turned the page
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| They don’t read the morning paper sir in this computer age
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| They still like their music sir, but now they get it free
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| And the morning paper fills the holes in the shoes upon my feet
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| The Internet’s a wondrous thing with all the tools it brings
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| I like to use that Google when I write the songs I sing
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| But the very thing that helped me sir is part of my demise
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| Peer to Peer is eating up my little piece of pie
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| They rip my disk, compress the files and mail it that same day
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| Well I’m still making music sir, and I still got to live
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| But you still listen to my songs, and something’s got to give
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| If I had been that guy who wrote that «Grand Theft Auto» theme
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| I might still be living that good old American Dream
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| Well I need to write a hit song that’ll play on your cellphone
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| I’d have some bacon with my beans if you buy my ringtone
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| America was built upon an interesting idea
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| It started up in Boston back in 1773
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| They had a big 'ole party there, they made salt water tea
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| But the party never ended, we still want our stuff for free
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| Well we hate our politicians with their evil taxing ways
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| We want good roads, we want good schools, but we don’t want to pay
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| We all want to have our cake, we want to eat it too
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| It’s been a grand experiment, but now the bill is due
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| Four stages in a picker’s life, first two is Jimmy Brown
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| The next is «Get me Jimmy Brown», then «Get me a young Jimmy Brown»
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| I been through stages 1−2-3, and now I’m feeling down
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| The only stage that’s left for me is «who is Jimmy Brown»
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| Flatt and Scruggs would sing this song, but the words are not the same
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| They guy that wrote this music sir, I do not know his name
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| But I sure know who wrote these words, I swear that I ain’t lyin'
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| They guy who wrote this parody, his name… is Tim O’Brien |