Broken Thing

I can't get ahead in this life It ain't because I don't try I see through my children's eyes Everything I can't provide Crowned with brotherhood no more Cable news and civil war Don't need the likes of me no more You can check yourself out at the store Broken dreams we used to dream Broken bells that used to ring Broken songs we used to sing My country 'tis a broken thing This land was made for you and me Saturdays from noon to three We line up for groceries As far as the eye can see Broken dreams we used to dream Broken bells that used to ring Broken songs we used to sing My country 'tis a broken thing Hard times come again no more But they won't leave my cabin door Staring at my kitchen floor Sharing sorrow with the poor Joe Hill was a union guy They said that he never died Came to me in a dream last night Told me he did not survive We shall overcome they said Jackie held her husband's head Before they killed him Bobby said Martin Luther King is dead Broken dreams we used to dream Broken bells that used to ring Broken songs we used to sing My country 'tis a broken thing