[ folk/bluegrass ] Click Here for Free Song Download Gasoline costs more than cheap wine an’ I only got fifty cents Left in the bank that’s locked up behind barbwire fence Some folks sleep in cars an' some folks sleep in tents While the rest of us stay up all night and pray from recompense Livin’ on the wrong side, livin’ on the wrong side Livin’ on the wrong side where the tracks used to be Some folks, they got plenty, but one of them sure ain’t me Livin’ on the wrong side where the tracks used to be The general store's been super-sized into a Wal-Mart mall An’ the family farm foreclosed to the corporate cattle call Good income jobs got outsourced to Burma and Nepal And the family doctor has digressed to no healthcare at all Livin’ on the wrong side, livin’ on the wrong side Livin’ on the wrong side where the tracks used to be It would be nice to get some good news but can’t afford tv Livin’ on the wrong side where the tracks used to be Life used to be damn good on the united union train Stew in every pot, didn’t have to sleep out in the rain But the American dream lies broken, got nothin’ left to show We’ll soon be crossin’ the border to find work in Mexico You know, it’s hard to sing “sweet bye-n-bye” without a Sunday suit an’ tie An' hard to celebrate fourth of July with no flag pole or apple pie Livin’ on the wrong side, livin’ on the wrong side Livin’ on the wrong side where the tracks used to be It’s hard to have much aim in life without a pot to pee Livin’ on the wrong side where the tracks used to be An' if we keep on electin’ company whores to represent folks like you an’ me We’ll permanently be on the wrong side of where the tracks used to be Used to be. . . where the tracks used to be
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