John Rich - Shuttin' Detroit Down lyrics

rate me

My daddy taught me in this country everyone’s the same.

You work hard for your dollar and you never pass the blame,

When it don’t go your way.

Now I see all these big shots whining on my evening news,

About how their losing billions and it’s up to me and you

To come running to the rescue.

Well pardon me if I don’t shed a tear.

There selling make believe and we don’t buy that here.

Because in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down,

While the boss man takes his bonus paid jets on out of town.

DC’s bailing out them bankers as the farmers auction ground.

Yeah while there living up on Wall Street in that New York City town,

Here in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down.

Here in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down.

Well that old man’s been working in that plant most all his life,

Now his pension plan’s been cut in half and he can’t afford to die

And it’s a crying shame, cus he ain’t the one to Blame.

When I looked down to see his calloused hands,

Well let me tell you friend it gets me fightin’ mad.

Cause in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down,

While the boss man takes his bonus paid jets on out of town.

DC’s bailing out them bankers as the farmers auction ground.

Yeah while there living up on Wall Street in that New York City town,

Here in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down.

Yeah while there living up on Wall Street in that New York City town,

Here in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down.

Here in the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down,

In the real world their shuttin’ Detroit down.

Their shuttin’ Detroit down.