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Lyrics
[Verse]
They crossed the wide ocean with hope in their eyes,
Building tall towers and touching the skies.
They sweat in the sun, work boots worn thin,
While we shout from our porches, “Don’t let 'em back in.”
[Chorus]
Thanks, but now you gotta go,
We’ll take the fruits, leave you the row.
Your hands built this land, but don’t let it show.
Appreciate you, but now you gotta go.
[Verse 2]
They framed up the houses, they stitched up the seams,
Picked in the fields chasing America's dream.
They keep to themselves, bring their culture and song,
But they sure make the place feel like it’s all gone wrong.
[Chorus]
Thanks, but now you gotta go,
We’ll take the bread, but we won’t knead the dough.
Your stories inspire, just don’t let 'em grow.
Salute to you all, but now you gotta go.
[Bridge]
It’s a tale as old as the ol’ frontier,
We love your hard labor but don’t stay here.
Y’all come to save us when things get tough,
Then we say with a grin, “Alright, that’s enough.”
[Verse 3]
You paved all the roads, you lit up the nights,
You stitched up our shirts and fought in the fights.
We’ll call you heroes when the big storm does blow,
But heroes don’t linger, so now you must go.
Details
GeneratedMar 20, 2025
Duration3:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
tongue-in-cheek, country, twangy
Credits
Prompt by
TylerChuit
TylerChuitModelAria v4
Prompt
Satirical country song salute to all the people who came to America with a dream, work hard every day for less pay, and help hold the country together. Thanks! Now please leave!
