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They’re killing babies in the name of freedom
We’ve been down that sorry road before
They let us hang around a little longer than they should have
And it’s too late to fool us anymore
We’ve seen the ones who killed the ones with vision
Cold-blooded murder right before your eyes
Today they hold the power and the money and the guns
It’s getting hard to listen to their lies.
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And I’ve just got to wonder what my daddy would’ve done
If he’d seen the way they turned his dream around
I’ve got to go by what he told me, try to tell the truth
And stand your ground
Don’t let the bastards get you down
Mining roads
Killing farmers
Burning down schools full of children
Fighting communism
Chorus:
And I’ve just got to wonder what my daddy would’ve done
If he’d seen the way they turned his dream around
I’ve got to go by what he told me, try to tell the truth
And stand your ground
Don’t let the bastards get you down
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