No Free Ride, Honey Pie

Lyrics

[Verse] They say, "Share the sugar, pass the pie," But my pantry's locked, and I'll tell you why. I worked these hands 'til the knuckles bled, Now they want my bread, they want my bread. Well, honey, I’m no bakery, This dough ain’t free, no sirree. [Chorus] No free ride, honey pie, You can pout, you can cry. Earn your keep, don’t ask for mine, This gold’s been mined one dime at a time. No free ride, honey pie, I’m not your piggy bank, goodbye. [Verse 2] They preach of fairness, “Share the dream!” But their pockets are empty, their eyes agleam. They’re painting the country red and bold, While I’m here clutching my hard-earned gold. They want the feast, but not the sweat, I’ve paid my dues, don’t you forget. [Prechorus] Fairness sounds sweet, like a lullaby, But who’s the fool when the well runs dry? [Chorus] No free ride, honey pie, You can pout, you can cry. Earn your keep, don’t ask for mine, This gold’s been mined one dime at a time. No free ride, honey pie, I’m not your piggy bank, goodbye. [Bridge] Oh, they march and shout, fists in the air, Demanding their share of what isn’t there. But wealth ain’t born from wishes or schemes, It’s built on grit, on blood, on dreams.