They Take Care of Us
There's A Fee to be Free
Our forefathers pledged,
While ink on parchment bled,
Our rights are declared,
They take care of us
We fight for our rights,
To live and to love,
When push comes to shove,
They take care of us
We planted the seeds,
We pay for the land,
In blood, words and deeds,
They take care of us
They say we are free,
But there is a fee
Guns cocked and aimed,
They take care of us
Protectors of peace
Can kill us with ease
When words do not please
They take care of us
Come sister and brother,
We'll care for each other,
Defend the just order,
Before they take care of us
About the Creator
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