Dear Mr. President 
Come take a walk with me 
Let's pretend we're just two people 
and You're not better than me 


 
I'd like to ask you some questions 
if we can speak honestly 
What do you feel 
when you see all the homeless on the street 
Who do you pray for at night 
before you go to sleep 
What do you feel when you look in the mirror 
Are you proud 
 
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry 
How do you dream 
when a mother has no chance to say goodbye 
How do you walk with your head held high 
Can you even look me in the eye 
And tell me why 
 
Dear Mr. President 
Were you a lonely boy 
Are you a lonely boy 
Are you a lonely boy 
How can you say 
No child is left behind 
We're not dumb and we're not blind 
They're all sitting in your cells 
While you pay the road to hell 
 
What kind of father 
would take his own daughter's rights away 
And what kind of father 
might hate his own daughter if she were gay 
I can only imagine 
what the first lady has to say 
You've come a long way 
from whiskey and cocaine 
 
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry 
How do you dream 
when a mother has no chance to say goodbye 
How do you walk with your head held high 
Can you even look me in the eye 
 
Let me tell you about hard work 
Minimum wage with a baby on the way 
Let me tell you about hard work 
Rebuilding your house 
after the bombs took them away 
Let me tell you about hard work 
Building a bed out of a cardboard box 
Let me tell you about hard work 
Hard work
Hard work 
You don't know nothing about hard work 
Hard work 
Hard work 
 
Oh 
How do you sleep at night 
How do you walk with your head held high 
Dear Mr. President 
You'd never take a walk with me 
Would you