Made in the USA by The Buddy Blake Band Lyrics

He spends some of his pay, paying for what he has
And most for what he has not
He spends some of his days dreaming of what he'd have
But most with what he's got

Some of what he makes goes to the ones he loves
Most to the guy who put up the cash
He shakes his head at the way they want him to live
'Cause he knows he'll never learn to climb a back

He remembers what it meant to be made in the USA
Now he sees himself scrape by day after endless day
Sometimes he wishes on what has passed him by
But mostly for the day he will survive
When he thinks of all his days
When he thinks of all he'd trade
When he thinks of what he's made In the USA

Some people tell him his standards are far too high
Most say he just lives in the past
He'd like to think he can win this forgotten race
But somehow he knows he won't last
If you want to live in this promised land
Make sure you hold a promised hand
Cause the contest rules have worn rather thin
And the best man does not always win