Take is from a man who earned it
And give it to the man who ain't
Ain't the kind of thing that's passed down where I was raised
And handouts ain't for men like us
Is what my daddy said
I'll believe his words until the day that I'm dead
So I'll sit here on the front porch
And I'll hear the whipperwill cry
For the long lost man in Dixie and the sweet by and by
And I can feel the wind's a changed now
Blowing hard on the back of my neck
I believe in the red and white and blue but lately
All I see is red
When I turn on my TV
All I see is pain
The hate and lies are tossed around like its a game
It seems to me that hard work
Don't mean a damn thing anymore
Cause the more money I put in my pockets
The closer the world's come to my door
So I'll sit here on the front porch
And I'll hear the whipperwill cry
For the long lost man in Dixie and the sweet by and by
And I can feel the wind's a changed now
Blowing hard on the back of my neck
I believe in the red and white and blue but lately
All I see is red
Look away
Look away
Look away Dixie land
Look away
Look away Dixie land
So I'll sit here on the front porch
And I'll hear the whipperwill cry
For her long lost man in Dixie and the sweet by and by
And I can feel the wind's a changed now
Blowing hard on the back of my neck
I believe in the red and white and blue but lately
All I see is red