The American Way

If you fly in from Birmingham

You'll get the last

If you blew in from Boston

No, you sure won't have to wait

And I'm learning a little more every day

About the power of the dollar

And the people with white collars

And the good old American way

I've noticed I don't get much help

When they see my blue jeans

Some slick with a suit walks up

Oh, can I help you please?

Yes I'm learning, as I gain a little age

About the power of the dollar

And the people with white collars

And the good old American way

Some high society lady says

Is your horse outside?

No ma'am, he's between my legs

But you?re too fat to ride

And you?re learning

A little more about my ways

And what I think about your dollar

And your white collar

And your good old American way

If you don't like my nudie boots

I'm sorry about that

Don't make fun of my hat too

Or you might get knocked flat

And you'll learn some more

If you ever pass down our way

About the folks without the dollars

And without white collars

Hell, they are the American way