He was just a workin man, Simple rules and simple plans, Fancy words he didnt understand, He loved with his heart, He worked with his hands. Liberals dream of equal rights, Conservatives live in a world gone by, Socialists preach of a promised land, But old uncle son, was an ordinary man. Bless you uncle son, They wont forget you, when the revolution comes. Unionists tell you when to strike, Generals tell you when to fight, Preachers tell you wrong from right, Theyll feed you when youre born, And use you all your life. Bless you uncle son, They wont forget you when the revolution comes.
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