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Hard to be a Hero (Dixie Chicks Song)
Hear Song
Would you put me on a secret list
If I said I liked the Dixie Chicks
Would you think I was terrorist,
"Hey buddy, there's a war on"
Would you censor my opinion
If it differed from your President's
Or if I slipped and accidentally
Called the man a moron
There's a war goin' for your mind, for your soul
For your piece of the American pie growin' cold
There's a voice in your head sayin' the farm has been sold
It's a hard time to be a hero
Those Dixie Chicks got careless
They forgot who buys their records
They got caught up in the moment
And it was only France
But they stabbed right at the heart
Of that good 'ol trailer park
And went from whistlin' Dixie
To the rubber chicken dance
Nashville ran for cover faster than you can say "royalties"
The ghost of McCarthy nippin' at their heels
Word has come down and now everyone knows
It's a hard time to be a hero
I'm tryin' to keep my sense of humor
I get my comedy from CNN
Evil's bein' rooted out and Wal-Mart's movin' in
What's the point of waging war for freedom when some
corporation
Can simply point their finger
And silence a musician
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
America, she needs you
Ride that freedom train to glory
Or wherever it leads you
'Cause either you love Texas or don't bother comin' home
It's a hard time to be a hero |
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Copyright 2005 Todd Butler |
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