Met myself a comin' county welfare line.
I was feelin' strung out, hung out on the line.
Saw myself a goin', down to war in June.
What I want, all I want is to write myself a tune.

[Chorus]
Wrote a song for ev'ryone,
Wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for ev'ryone
And I couldn't leave it up to you.

Got myself arrested, wound me up in jail.
Richmond 'bout to blow up, communication failed.
If you see the answer, now's the time to say.
What I want, all I want is to get you down to pray.

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
(And I couldn't even talk to you)

Saw the people a standin' thousand years in chains.
Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.
Pharoahs spins the message, round and round the truth.
They could have saved a million people, how can I tell you?

[Chorus:Repeat x3]

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Writer(s): John Cameron Fogerty