Let Us Rise
By: Max Hill
Duration
2:57
Genres
Description
A song I wrote about trying to make it in todays economy. We are are constantly being challenged each month by charge card companies and their fine print.
Lyrics
Bill collector on my phone Wanting me to pay false charges They concealed and now I owe The blues got me a thinkin' 'Cause my money's tight Gonna cut my plastic and throw it in a basket Put up a fight I ask you...are we just to tired You know they prey on the retired Cut my pay then what me to play well That ain't right The blues they got me a thinkin' Money's tight Why don't we all rise and Make em do what's right Why don't we rise Put up a fight Make a stand Don't rob our land Let's all rise...let us rise Lord in the mornin' let us rise Are we just to tired You know they prey on the retired They cut my pay then what me to play Well, that just ain't right The blues they got me a thinkin' 'Cause money's tight Why don't we all rise and lets Make 'em do what's right Let us rise Put up a fight Lets make a stand Don't rob our land Oh let us rise...let us rise Lord in the mornin' let us rise Lord in the mornin' let us rise The buck stops here!
