From the recording Snapshot of America

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Written by B. Gudgeon,
P. Gudgeon, A. Harpen, B. Bellott

Copyright 2020 Droning Foghorn Music

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Lyrics

From the stroke of a feather pen,
to the fight for freedom again,
I bet Patrick Henry:
is rolling over in his grave

I'm holding on to yesterday,
but yesterday is slipping away.
I wish we were all together
on the road our forefathers paved

(Chorus)
I don't know my country anymore
and the changes I have seen,
I can't ignore.
When the leaders lose the common trust,
Lord knows what's in store for us.
I don't know my country anymore,
I don't know my country anymore.

We used to say our prayers in school,
"We Three Kings" was really cool.
We used to call it Christmas
and not a Winter Holiday.
Now we're killing babies
'cause love is cheap,
seems all God's children are falling asleep
right here in the promised land,
you know we're gonna have
heaven to pay! (Chorus to Instr. to Tag)

(Tag)
I don't know my country anymore,
but the Constitution's
still worth fightin' for!

Looking through my jaded eyes,
Sifting through egregious lies,
I don't know my country anymore,
God, I don't know my country anymore!

From the stroke of a feather pen
to the fight for freedom again