Lyrics:

“Rich Men North Of Richmond"

by Oliver Anthony

I've been selling my soul

Working all day

Overtime hours

For bullshit, pay

So I can sit out here, and waste my life away

Drag back home, and drown my troubles away

It's a damn shame

What the worlds gotten to

For people like me, and people like you

Wish I could just wake up, and it not be true

But it is, oh, it is

Living in the new world

With an old soul

These rich men north of Richmond

Lord knows they all just want to have total control

Wanna know what you think

Wanna know what you do

And they don't think you know, but I know that you do

Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end

Cause the rich men north of Richmond

I wish politicians would look out for miners, and not just minors on an island somewhere

Lord, we got folks in the street, ain't nothing to eat

And the obese milking welfare

Well God if you're 5 foot 3 and 300 pounds

Taxes ought not to pay for your bags of fudge rounds

Young men are putting themselves six feet in the ground

Cause all this damn country does is keep on kicking them down

Lord, it's a damn shame

What the worlds gotten to

For people like me, and people like you

Wish I could just wake up, and it not be true

But it is, oh, it is

Living in the new world

With an old soul

These rich men north of Richmond

Lord knows they all just want to have total control

Wanna know what you think

Wanna know what you do

And they don't think you know, but I know that you do

Cause your dollar ain't shit, and it's taxed to no end

Cause the rich men north of Richmond

I've been selling my soul

Working all day

Overtime hours

For bullshit, pay