歌詞: Bob Dylan. Infidels. Union Sundown.
Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore
My flashlights from Taiwan
My tablecloths from Malaysia
My belt buckles from the Amazon
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy makin' thirty cents a day
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong
And the pearls are from Japan
Well, the dog collars from India
And the flower pots from Pakistan
All the furniture, it says "Made in Brazil"
Where a woman, she slaved for sure
Bringin' home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve
You know, that's a lot of money to her
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Well, you know, lots of people complainin' that there is no work
I say, Why you say that for
When nothin' you got is U.S.-made?
They don't make nothin' here no more
You know, capitalism is above the law
It say, "It don't count less it sells."
When it costs too much to build it at home
You just build it cheaper someplace else
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Well, the job that you used to have
They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador
The unions are big business, friend
And they're goin' out like a dinosaur
They used to grow food in Kansas
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw
I can see the day coming when even your home garden
Is gonna be against the law
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Democracy don't rule the world
You'd better get that in your head
This world is ruled by violence
But I guess that's better left unsaid
From Broadway to the milky way
That's a lot of territory indeed
And a man's gonna do what he has to do
When he's got a hungry mouth to feed
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
My flashlights from Taiwan
My tablecloths from Malaysia
My belt buckles from the Amazon
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy makin' thirty cents a day
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong
And the pearls are from Japan
Well, the dog collars from India
And the flower pots from Pakistan
All the furniture, it says "Made in Brazil"
Where a woman, she slaved for sure
Bringin' home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve
You know, that's a lot of money to her
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Well, you know, lots of people complainin' that there is no work
I say, Why you say that for
When nothin' you got is U.S.-made?
They don't make nothin' here no more
You know, capitalism is above the law
It say, "It don't count less it sells."
When it costs too much to build it at home
You just build it cheaper someplace else
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Well, the job that you used to have
They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador
The unions are big business, friend
And they're goin' out like a dinosaur
They used to grow food in Kansas
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw
I can see the day coming when even your home garden
Is gonna be against the law
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Democracy don't rule the world
You'd better get that in your head
This world is ruled by violence
But I guess that's better left unsaid
From Broadway to the milky way
That's a lot of territory indeed
And a man's gonna do what he has to do
When he's got a hungry mouth to feed
Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A
Sure was a good idea
Till greed got in the way
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan