Letra de Take Your Hands Off It - Ry Cooder

Get your dirty hands off my Constitution now
It was written down you can't tear it down
Hear me talking to you buddy I swear it's true
Take your hands off it you know it don't belong to you

Get your greasy hands off my Bill of Rights
It was written right you can't make it wrong
You can't stop me singing this true lonesome song
Take your hands off it you know it don't belong to you

Get your greasy stinking hands off my voting rights
I'll vote how I please I'll vote how I choose
You can spend your money but in the end you're bound to lose
Can't Jim Crow down my vote 'cause you know it don't belong to you

Get your greedy hands off the unions now
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With your sweatshop kids in foreign distant lands
They might be locked down but the world is watching too
That's our sisters and brothers you know they don't belong to you

What's your sanctimonious hands doin' in my reproductive rights
Get them out of there that's none of your affair
You don't speak for God you know he don't belong to you
You ain't talking to him you know he don't belong to you

Get your bloody hands off the peoples of the world
And your war machine and your corporation thieves
That lets you keep your job and pays your dirty salary
Take your hands off us you know we don't belong to you