New American Version~My Country 'Tis of Thee

After learning that our 113th Congress voted to pass a budget that would actually increase spending with only a promise of cuts over the next 10 years, pushing our Posterity further into debt, I penned the words to this song. I give you permission to SHARE the audio and written lyrics with proper credit. Thank you for helping me share my heart.

My country ’tis of thee,

Sweet land of Economy,

Of thee I sing.

Land where NSA does spy!

Land where our freedom died!

From Congressmen who lied,

Let Budgets Ring.

 

My native country thee,

Land of the shopping spree,

Thy revenue I love.

I love thy welfare fills,

They dark green fiat bills;

My heart with rapture fills

For the federal gov.

 

Let free stuff swell the breeze,

And fall from all the trees

Sweet Congress song.

Let socialists awake;

Let all that breathe partake;

Let Marxists their silence break,

Servitude prolong.

 

Our father’s God to, Thee,

Author of Liberty,

To Thee we sing.

When will our land be bright

With freedom’s holy light;

Purged from this soulless blight,

Great God, our King!

 

My only closing words are not my own, but those of Samuel Adams.

“If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen.”
― Samuel Adams