The Ballad of Roy Foy

[Verse] There's a man they call Roy Foy, slick as a greased-up pole, Hittin' drives at the Country Club, but his heart's as black as coal. He struts in the club like he owns it, a whiskey in his hand, But there's more to old Roy's story, 'bout to make a stand. [Verse 2] Down yonder in the kitchen, there's a mother workin' late, Three kids at home, she scrambles just to put food on their plates. She's scrimped and saved and hustled, tryin' to make ends meet, While Roy Foy's keepin' secrets, hiding cash beneath his seat. [Chorus] Oh, Roy Foy, you devil, with your lies and schemes so mean, Stealin' from a mother, call yourself "Welfare Queen". But folks like you get noticed, for your heartless, greedy sins, One day you'll face the music, pay for how you took from them. [Verse 3] Every Friday she brings dinner to the Redding Country Club, Dreams of better days as she serves the spoiled and the snub. Her hands so tired and calloused, still she finds the grace, While Roy Foy counts his riches, a smug grin on his face. [Verse 4] One night she caught him slippin', tryin' to take what's hers, She stood her ground and faced him, "We're not who you prefer. But my kids will have their dinner, my rent will still get paid, While you might end in glory, in the devil's masquerade." [Chorus] Oh, Roy Foy, you devil, with your lies and schemes so mean, Stealin' from a mother, call yourself "Welfare Queen". But folks like you get noticed, for your heartless, greedy sins, One day you'll face the music, pay for how you took from them.