There is a house, up on a hill.
The people inside, must have a lot of things.
Trucks they come, trucks they go.
I wonder what it is the delivery man brings?
Whatever it is, he sure ain't bringin' it to me.
Whatever it is, he sure ain't bringin' it, to me.
There is a hall, where people come to pray.
I was walkin' outside, and I heard the choir sing.
Father, Son, Holy Ghost,
I wonder what it is that believin' might bring?
Whatever it is, it sure ain't bringin' it to me.
Whatever it is, it sure ain't bringin' it, to me.
Ain't bringin' it,
ain't bringin' it.
Ain't bringin' it,
Sure ain't bringin' it to me.
There is a war, in another man's land.
Stars and stripes, let freedom ring.
Bombs may fall, bombs may blow.
I wonder what it is that a victory might bring?
Whatever it is, it sure ain't bringin' it to me.
Whatever it is, it sure ain't bringin' it, to me.
