(huey p. long/castro carazo)Why weep or slumber americaLand of brave and trueWith castles and clothing and food for allAll belongs to youEv'ry man a king, ev'ry man a kingFor you can be a millionaireBut there's something belonging to othersThere's enough for all people to shareWhen it's sunny june and december tooOr in the winter time or springThere'll be peace without endEv'ry neighbor a friendWith ev'ry man a king