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We're standing in our driveways
With things we're trying to sell
Just give me half of what I paid
You got yourself a deal, oh
But the freedom's not for sale
Bring me a million dollars
Bring me a holy grail
A home-made Betty Crocker
Six pack of beer won't help
'Cause the freedom's not for sale
Growing up I never had much, alright
And so I learn to love what I've got, yes I did
It's stronger than diamonds
It's not made in China
It was made by us
So come on down
If you're in town
I will be here all weekend right outside my house?
We got old T.V.s by the garbage pails
Tupperware for cheap
And lemonade for sale
So come on down
By my parents' couch
We got old C.D.s that I couldn't throw out
I'll even sell you the house
But the freedom's not for sale
We're sitting in the front yard
With things that served us well
They don't deserve the junkyard
But they need someone else, oh
But the freedom's not for sale
We ran ads in the paper
Hung signs at corner stores
Everything has a price tag
And it could all be yours
But the freedom's not for sale
Growing up I never had much, alright
And so I learn to love what I've got, yes I did
It's stronger than diamonds
It's not made in China
It was made by us
So come on down
If you're in town
I will be here all weekend right outside my house?
We got old T.V.s by the garbage pails
Tupperware for cheap
And lemonade for sale
So come on down
By my parents' couch
We got old C.D.s that I couldn't throw out
I'll even sell you the house
But the freedom's not for sale
We are the people who will remember the brave
We never forget the reasons why this country is great
We got poles on the front lawn we're flying the flag
We're on the sweater that my grandma made
We are the people willing to fight to the grave
There ain't a thing I wouldn't do
To keep my family safe
I'll never tell you how to live
And all I want is the same
With a house at the end of the lane
So come on down
If you're in town
I will be here all weekend right outside my house
We got old T.V.s by the garbage pails
Tupperware for cheap
And lemonade for sale
So come on down
By my parents' couch
We got old C.D.s that I couldn't throw out
I'll even sell you the house
But the freedom's not for sale
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