You’re fussing and you’re feuding and fighting
With all of y’all’s lefting and righting
But if you ask me, I’d like to see y’all all come together
You’re driving us all into ruin
With all of y’all’s redding and blueing
But if you ask me, I’d like to see y’all all come together
Y’all all come
We got some room at the table
Y’all all come
Lay down some of them rattling sabers
You’d be doing the whole wide world a big favor
If you’d kindly unite with y’all’s next door neighbor
‘Cause look, y’all work the same check
Y’all drink the same beer
Y’all love the same mama, and if she were here
She’d grab y’all both real hard by the ear, and tell y’all
Y’all all come together
Y’all scream and you fuss it’s no wonder
Y’all can’t find no peace with each other
But if you ask me, I’d like to see y’all all come together
I say, “Bury the hatchet,” ‘stead y’all raise it up
I say, “Call off the dogs,” then y’all whup ’em up
But if you ask me, I’d like to see y’all all come together
Y’all all come
We got some room at the table
Y’all all come
Lay down some of them rattling sabers
You’d be doing the whole wide world a big favor
If you’d kindly unite with y’all’s next door neighbor
‘Cause look y’all work the same check
Y’all drink the same beer
Y’all love the same mama and if she were here
She’d grab y’all both real hard by the ear and tell y’all
Y’all all come together
Y’all all come everyone, everybody
Y’all all come
‘Cause we all love our country
And we’re all waist deep in this same big muddy
And look here, I ain’t saying you’ve got to be best buddies
But look y’all work the same check
Y’all drink the same beer
Y’all love the same Jesus, and if he were here
He’d grab y’all both real hard by the ear and tell y’all
Y’all all come together
Y’all all come together
Y’all all come
Y’all come together
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For What It's Worth
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Last American Waltz
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Lewis And Clark
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