Dear Lee Greenwood ... I've updated your song

While I understand your hardship deferment for avoiding the draft during the Vietnam War, like I understand Trump's heel spurs, and while I applaud the millions you've made singing about your alleged patriotism (straight cash, homie), I've upgraded your song to reflect 2017 and Trump's Sanctimonious America. The Trump-S-A. 

You're welcome.  (Hat Tip to Kim Urig for the spark!)

God Bless The Trump-S-A
If tomorrow all the immigrants were gone

And I’d have that factory job like a baller

I’d come home every night to dinner on the table

With just my children and my wife who doesn't work and a maid of color

I’d thank my lucky stars

For Trump being president today

Cause the flag still stands for white people

And they can’t take that away

And I’m proud to be a Trumptonian

And I can pretend I’m free

I’ve forgotten the men and women who died

Who gave that right to me while I had a draft deferment, like our president

And I’ll fakely stand up wrongly citing a 240-year-old Second Amendment
and then get another draft deferment for her today

Cause there ain’t no doubt I love 45

God bless the Trump-S-A

From the lakes of mostly white Minnesota

To the Klan meetings in Tennessee

Across the plains of will-be-white-again-soon Texas
after we build that wall that Mexico's paying for

And from drilling platforms in both seas

From Detroit, which will be great again, when we bring jobs back,

To Houston, who loves me bigly and we hate both New York and LA

There’s pride again in every racist heart

And it’s time we stand and say

That I’m proud to be a Trumptonian

Where I can pretend that I’m free

I’ve forgotten the men and women who died

Who gave that right to me while I had a draft deferment, like our president

And I’ll fakely stand up wrongly citing a 240-year-old Second Amendment
and then get another draft deferment for her today

Cause there ain’t no doubt I love 45

God bless the Trump-S-A