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Grow Bananas

Greensky Bluegrass
There's no work to be found, everybody's higher on the ground
Since the jobs all went abroad across the sea
Well the union trumped the unions, now the little guy is frozen
We're not standin' in the streets with signs anymore, what the hell for?

You know what I mean is, can't say in pan handle country
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through

What Hartford said wasn't true, they all know what you do
Chuck says it's all downhill since Hoover
Traps and trees can be enough to eat, nobody's neighbors got to cheat
Or steal another gallon of that Texas tea, black gold that is

You know what I mean is, I can't say in pan handle country
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through

Who can copyright tomatoes, stop the medicine where it grows
Maybe corporate farmers will sell it over the counter
I heard a tropic breeze is nicer, nothin' tastes like curried lobster
Some people run away from democracy, to be more free

You know what I mean is, can't say in pan handle country
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through