Im for wildflowers in the window
Mechanics you can trust
Im for crackers in my chili
And leavin grudges in the dust
Im for drive thru order takers
Who can muster up a smile
Im for takin in that stray dog
Thats been hangin round for awhile
Im for turning off the TV
Gettin off the internet
Im for learning all the words
To the Gettysburg Address
Im for dusty pawn shop guitars
And boxers passed their prime
Im for soakin up the wisdom
When an old man speaks his mind.
Im for laid off factory workers
When the wolf is at the door
You dont have to guess what Im against
If you know what Im for
Im for Texas Margaritas
Gettin outta debt
Im for havin faith in something
That hasnt happened yet
For the shy kid in the corner
Afraid to ask the girl to dance
For the ex-con outta prison
Who just wants a second chance
For the inner city teacher
With her heart stuck in her throat
Can still see God in every child
And never gives up hope
Im for dusty pawn shop guitars
And boxers passed their prime
Im for soakin up the wisdom
When and old man speaks his mind
Im for Detroit factory workers
When the wolf is at the door
You dont have to guess what Im against
If you know what Im for
Im counting all my blessings
When the wolf is at my door
You dont have to ask what Im against
You dont have to guess what Im against
You know what Im for