Washington Promise

Duration

4:28

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

My money's worth nothing and I don't own gold It sounds like a story that my grandpa told me long ago Everywhere I look another lost job another plant closing and another house robbed My son's school's closing cause they can't get by All on account of "No Child Left Behind" I don't wanna hear your Washington Promise I don't believe in handouts I like to earn my pay It's getting damn hard to make an honest wage like my daddy done God rest his soul the years took their toll another great man that the bottle stole His dying words were son take my hand as they shipped my job to some foreign land I don't wanna hear your Washington Promise, I just wanna see your Washington progress