(Huey P. Long/Castro Carazo)

Why weep or slumber America
Land of brave and true
With castles and clothing and food for all

All belongs to you

Ev´ry man a king, ev´ry man a king
For you can be a millionaire
But there´s something belonging to others
There´s enough for all people to share
When it´s sunny June and December too
Or in the winter time or spring
There´ll be peace without end
Ev´ry neighbor a friend
With ev´ry man a king