Bob Dylan Lyrics - Union Sundown Lyrics lyrics

rate me

Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore,

My flashlight's from Taiwan,

My tablecloth's from Malaysia,

My belt buckle's from the Amazon.

You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines

And the car I drive is a Chevrolet,

It was put together down in Argentina

By a guy makin' thirty cents a day.

Well, it's sundown on the union

And what's made in the U.S.A.

Sure was a good idea

'Til greed got in the way.

Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong

And the pearls are from Japan.

Well, the dog collar's from India

And the flower pot's from Pakistan.

All the furniture, it says "Made in Brazil"

Where a woman, she slaved for sure

Bringin' home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve,

You know, that's a lot of money to her.

Well, it's sundown on the union

And what's made in the U.S.A.

Sure was a good idea

'Til greed got in the way.

Well, you know, lots of people complainin' that there is no work.

I say, "Why you say that for

When nothin' you got is U.S.-made?"

They don't make nothin' here no more,

You know, capitalism is above the law.

It say, "It don't count 'less it sells."

When it costs too much to build it at home

You just build it cheaper someplace else.

Well, it's sundown on the union

And what's made in the U.S.A.

Sure was a good idea

'Til greed got in the way.

Well, the job that you used to have,

They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador.

The unions are big business, friend,

And they're goin' out like a dinosaur.

They used to grow food in Kansas

Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.

I can see the day coming when even your home garden

Is gonna be against the law.

Well, it's sundown on the union

And what's made in the U.S.A.

Sure was a good idea

'Til greed got in the way.

Democracy don't rule the world,

You'd better get that in your head.

This world is ruled by violence

But I guess that's better left unsaid.

From Broadway to the Milky Way,

That's a lot of territory indeed

And a man's gonna do what he has to do

When he's got a hungry mouth to feed.

Well, it's sundown on the union

And what's made in the U.S.A.

Sure was a good idea

'Til greed got in the way