Lyrics

Uncle Sam is a naughty old man He says he wants you but he only wants to use you He has a woman named Elizabeth She walk the streets selling her body for glory Immorality They get drunk from the blood of saints Not the kind that are made into statues Her brother John drinks wine all day, he and his friends Trying to take our souls away Oh, it's sad to say, but Uncle Sam is going to have his day And they will weep for Elizabeth (..) Uncle Sam is a naughty old man He says he wants you but he only wants to use you He has a woman named Elizabeth She walk the streets selling her body for glory Immorality, oh They get drunk from the blood of saints Not the kind that are made into statues Her brother John drinks wine all day He and his friends, his friends Trying to take our souls away Oh, it's sad to say, but Uncle Sam is going to have his day And they will weep for Elizabeth They'll weep for Elizabeth Now they'll weep for Elizabeth Now they'll weep for Elizabeth So they'll weep for Elizabeth They will cry for Elizabeth So they'll weep for Elizabeth..