Get Your Hands Out Of My Pockets
Written By Don Derby & Jake Seipel
© 2010 Don’s House Of Hits Music, SESAC/Inner-Face Music, BMI

I'm just one man,chasing down a dream in a so-called promised land.
I've kept my nose clean while pushing on an ole grindstone.
Two hands, strong back has given me all I have and I ain't gonna let you take it away.
So you better listen when I say

CHORUS

Get your hands out of my pockets. Get your ear off of my phone.
Get your voice out of my head.  Get your ass out of my home.
Oh don't tell me what to do, tell me what to say, tell me how to live, tell me how to pray
brother either way I'm through with all your talking.
Get your hands out of my pockets.

Well, I got me an old truck, that cost about a hundred bucks
to fill up on gas, just so I can go to work and bust my oh yeah.
Long day, drive home.  Crash on a couch and turn the tv on.
New night, old news.  Same ole, same ole doomin' and gloom.
Well the FED's in the red and the greenbacks got the blues.
And everything I own you think that I own you.

REPEAT CHORUS

Well I'd be out of business if my business ran like yours.
If you spend yourself rich you're surely gonna wind up poor.

REPEAT CHORUS

Get your hands out of my pockets.