Leaving Us to Choose

I get up in the morning, the sun’s not even up
I stare out at the fields through the steam in my coffee cup
The corn ain’t even high enough to get us any feed
But the government is saying we’ll get you what you need
But now well, what the hell are we supposed to do
We’re living in a world leaving us to choose

I finally got a job, yeah, now I’m done with my tour
Got all the way to work and found chains on the factory door
A drought’s on the land so the water’s too low
We turn back towards the highway with nowhere else to go
But now well, what the hell are we supposed to do
We’re living in a world leaving us to choose

I get down to the station while the getting is good
Not sure I should fill it up even if I could
Winter time is coming and we gotta pay for heat
How do I keep going when I’m feeling so beat
But now well, what the hell are we supposed to do
We’re living in a world leaving us to choose