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This is another folk song I wrote. I hope you like. CC would be appreciated.

You must love you country much
More than you love yourself
From the east to the west
From the north to the south
You must be a good son
You must be a good man
Always walk tall and proud
For this is your fathers’ land

In the children's classroom
In the people’s street
They publish their slogans
For you to memorize and repeat
Think not what they mean
Don’t try to understand
Just recite them with pride
For this is your fathers’ land

Look at the maps they have drawn
And the history they write
Study the ethics they promote
What is wrong, what is right
Salute to the flag
Raise high your hand
Sing the anthem with a smile
For this is your fathers’ land

On the media screen
They tell you the news
About the wars that are waged
And what products to use
They speak of our enemies
They pick you your friends
And there ain’t room for dissent
For this is your father’s land

In the court of room of justice
In the offices of the law
In the Senate chambers
In the banker's halls
They decide what is good
They decide what is bad
And that’s all there is
For this is your father’s land