Hooverville

He crossed over on Liberty
To rescue France and set it free
Left a boy came back a man
A hero in a distant land

Life was good in a factory town
‘Till ’29 broke the family down
No more work can’t pay the bills
Packed up the house against our will

A promised pension ain’t worth a dime
When you’re standin’ in the hot soup line
A loaf of bread and a dollar bill
Worth more than gold in Hooverville

We loaded up a T-model Ford
To battle for a pledged reward
The Bonus army paid its’ dues
Now it sleeps under day old news

See the guns and the fires ablaze
Scattered dead and the city haze
The rifles roared and the eagle cried
The day the Bonus army died

A promised pension ain’t worth a dime
When you’re standin’ in the hot soup line
A loaf of bread and a dollar bill
Worth more than gold in Hooverville

A promised pension ain’t worth a dime
When you’re standin’ in the hot soup line
A loaf of bread and a dollar bill
Worth more than gold in Hooverville