Lyrics The American Way - Hank Williams, Jr.
If
you
fly
in
from
Birmingham
you'll
get
the
last
gate
If
you
blew
in
from
Boston,
no,
you
sure
won't
have
to
wait
And
I'm
learning,
a
little
more
every
day
About
the
power
of
the
dollar,
and
the
people
with
white
collars
And
the
good
old
American
way
I've
noticed
I
don't
get
much
help
when
they
see
my
blue
jeans
Some
slick
with
a
suit
walks
up,
"Oh,
can
I
help
you
please?"
Yes,
I'm
learning,
as
I
gain
a
little
age
About
the
power
of
the
dollar,
and
the
people
with
white
collars
And
the
good
old
American
way
Some
high
society
lady
says,
"Is
your
horse
outside?"
"No,
ma'am
he's
between
my
legs,
but
you're
too
fat
to
ride!"
And
you're
learning,
a
little
more
about
my
ways
And
what
I
think
about
your
dollar
and
your
white
collar
And
your
good
old
American
way
If
you
don't
like
my
Nudie
boots,
I'm
sorry
about
that
Don't
make
fun
of
my
hat,
too,
or
you
might
get
knocked
flat
And
you'll
learn
some
more,
if
you
ever
pass
down
our
way
About
the
folks
without
the
dollars,
and
without
white
collars
Hell,
l
they
are
the
American
way
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