A Hayseed Like Me

I once was a tool of opression
As green as a sucker could be
And monopolies banded together
To beat a poor hayseed like me
The railroads and the old party bosses
Together did sweetly agree
They thought there would be little trouble
In workin a hayseed like me
In workin a hayseed like me
In workin a hayseed like me
They thought there would be little trouble
In workin a hayseed like me
But now Ive roused up a little
Their greed and corruption I see
And the ticket we vote next November
Will be made up of hayseeds like me
Will be made up of hayseeds like me
Will be made up of hayseeds like me
And the ticket we vote next November
Will be made up of hayseeds like me