Name: Florida Cracker Pride
Duration: 2 min 27 s
Channel: Lee Paulet
Description: "Florida Cracker Pride" is a song by FLORIDA SONGSTORY Lee and Betsy Paulet. a new thing for Florida Songstory - we call it Florida Cracker Rap or just plain FLORIDA CR-RAP

Florida Cracker Pride

FLORIDA SONGSTORY Lee and Betsy Paulet

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a new thing for Florida Songstory - we call it Florida Cracker Rap or just plain FLORIDA CR-RAP

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FLORIDA SONGSTORY Lee and Betsy Paulet

FOLK, ACCOUSTIC. comedy, all about Florida, mars venus couple,

From ST. PETERSBURG TIMES newspaper -------------------------------------------------- "Lee Paulet and Betsy Bolger-Paulet perform compositions that they call 'Florida Songstory.' Her poetry and his poetic songs tell the tales of their native state, stories of lonely lighthouse keepers, long-forgotten battles, recent events and Florida wildlife and critters..." To read complete article and other reviews: http://www.betsybolgerpaulet.homestead.com/saywhat.html

Song Info

Genre

Acoustic • Acoustic Folk

Charts

Peak #607

Peak in subgenre #107

Author

Lee Paulet

Rights

Lee Paulet

Uploaded

August 16, 2005

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 2:27

Story behind the song

dismay over the destruction of our paradise by those who call it PROGRESS

Lyrics

CRACKER PRIDE 
  
It' s seven Thirty in the morning
  what the world is going down, 
The creatures run in terror
 as back hoes shake the ground
 
That's just the sound of progress, girl 
  ain't no use to fight, 
You can manage fine 
  with two hours' sleep a night. 
  
Why do you use those doziers
  to make my tree line fall, 
And replace the grass with asphalt
  as you build another mall,
 
That's just the sight of progress, girl
  just the smell of wealth, 
And if you think that you can stop us
  better keep it to yourself. 
  
Well we have laws to stop you
  this ol' cracker's had enough, 
I tried to tell you easy
  now we're gonna make it rough, 

The commission are all friends of mine
  they eat out of my hand, 
'Cause I crosse their palms with silver
  so I can rape your land. 
  
Feel the rage inside us
  and it burns us like a flame, 
When they slowly steal our paradise 
  time and time again, 
All our wildlife dissappears
  and just the memory remains. 
And we walk in shameful silence
  through the clouds of acid rain. 
  
I'll be damned if I'll do nothing
  let you pave our entire state, 
And let you send our wildlife
   to a cruel uncertain fate,
 
Who cares about your wildlife
 just relax and watch the show, 
'Cause if you keep on annoying us
 you will be the next to go. 
  
Well  I'll tell you something, mister
 I still own this piece of land, 
Though I'm too small to keep you off
 Grandaddies shotgun can, 
Because you underestimate the way we feel inside, 
you'll pay your dues for trampling
 our Florida Cracker's pride. 
 
Feel the rage inside us
  and it burns us like a flame, 
When they slowly steal our paradise
  time and time again, 
All our wildlife dissappears
  and just the memory remains. 
As we walk in shameful silence
  through the clouds of acid rain. 
  J. l. paulet 1990

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