We Take Care Of Our Own
I been knocking on the door that holds the throneI been looking for the map that leads me homeI been stumbling on good hearts turned to stoneThe road of good intentions has gone dry as bone
We take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our own
From Chicago to New OrleansFrom the muscle to the boneFrom the shotgun shack to the SuperdomeThere ain't no help, the cavalry stayed homeThere ain't no one hearing the bugle blowin’
We take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our own
Where’re the eyes, the eyes with the will to seeWhere’re the hearts that run over with mercyWhere's the love that has not forsaken meWhere's the work that’ll set my hands, my soul freeWhere's the spirit that'll reign over meWhere's the promise, from sea to shining seaWhere's the promise, from sea to shining sea
Wherever this flag is flownWherever this flag is flownWherever this flag is flown
We take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our own