We take care of are own

Herd this new song today and was struck by some of the words . Mr Sprigstein you do know how to write . I have this video listed here on the my DS web if you want to see it
 
I've been knockin' on the door that holds the throneI've been lookin' for the map that leads me homeI've been stumblin' on good hearts turned to stoneThe road of good intentions has gone dry as boneWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our ownFrom Chicago to New OrleansFrom the muscle to the boneFrom the shotgun shack to the SuperdomeWe yelled "help" but the cavalry stayed homeThere ain't no-one hearing the bugle blownWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our ownWhere the eyes, the eyes with the will to seeWhere the hearts, that run over with mercyWhere's the love that has not forsaken meWhere's the work that set my hands, my soul freeWhere's the spirit that'll reign, reign over meWhere's the promise, from sea to shining seaWhere's the promise, from sea to shining seaWherever this flag is flownWherever this flag is flownWherever this flag is flownWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWe take care of our ownWherever this flag's flownWe take care of our own