There Used To Be a Decoration Day

Oh, there used to be a Decoration Day Set aside for our Civil War dead, That later was changed to honor all those gone That live on in both our hearts and head. But now it just seems another holiday When we lay flowers and we grill steaks— We scarcely note those veterans on parade Or the ones that died for all our sakes. And there used to be an America, too, That we all knew to be the fairest— When all our heroes were cowboys and John Wayne, Not Britney or that Hilton, Paris. Yes, there used to be an America, true, When outlaws were stopped at the border— We stood for truth and the American way— Knew the meaning of law and order. Oh, there used to be a Memorial Day When flags proudly waved red, white and blue— And we smoked if we liked and all spoke our minds Without fear of the ACLU. Yes, there still is found a Memorial Day, But our freedoms are now far and few— We are silent as they are taken away And next, they will come for me and you.