"Drill Here Drill Now" by Aaron Tippin
Hello…..Is anybody out there listenin’ in Washington D.C.This is the suffering voice of America crying out for reliefNow I don’t know what a gallon of gas costs up on Capitol HillBut we sure know what it costs down here in RealityvilleAnd the damage already done has been a mighty heavy tollAnd if we’re gonna fix it we gotta start right here at home
CHORUS:Drill here, drill nowHow ‘bout some oil from our own soil that belongs to us anyhowNo more debatin’ we’re tired of waitin’ everybody shout out loudDrill here, drill now
Every time a foreign tanker pulls up to our shoreThey got us over a barrel while they bleed us a little moreAnd think how much it costs just to bring it all that wayAnd how many American jobs that’d make if we were drillin’ in the USAOh and God forbid if our oily friends should decide to cut us offWe’d be standin’ around with our britches down now listen to me ya’ll
REPEAT CHORUS
Well the winds of change are blowin’Yes and we recognize that needBut tractors, trucks, cars and planes can’t run on tomorrow’s dreamsSo while we’re workin’ on the future we can’t ignore todayCuz who knows how much time the alternative might takeSomethin’s gotta be done right now cuz friends it won’t be longBefore this great big country comes grinding to a halt
REPEAT CHORUS
Aaron
Hello…..Is anybody out there listenin’ in Washington D.C.This is the suffering voice of America crying out for reliefNow I don’t know what a gallon of gas costs up on Capitol HillBut we sure know what it costs down here in RealityvilleAnd the damage already done has been a mighty heavy tollAnd if we’re gonna fix it we gotta start right here at home
CHORUS:Drill here, drill nowHow ‘bout some oil from our own soil that belongs to us anyhowNo more debatin’ we’re tired of waitin’ everybody shout out loudDrill here, drill now
Every time a foreign tanker pulls up to our shoreThey got us over a barrel while they bleed us a little moreAnd think how much it costs just to bring it all that wayAnd how many American jobs that’d make if we were drillin’ in the USAOh and God forbid if our oily friends should decide to cut us offWe’d be standin’ around with our britches down now listen to me ya’ll
REPEAT CHORUS
Well the winds of change are blowin’Yes and we recognize that needBut tractors, trucks, cars and planes can’t run on tomorrow’s dreamsSo while we’re workin’ on the future we can’t ignore todayCuz who knows how much time the alternative might takeSomethin’s gotta be done right now cuz friends it won’t be longBefore this great big country comes grinding to a halt
REPEAT CHORUS
Aaron
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