And away down yonder in the Florida sand
Old Jeb Bush is a mighty man
He told little brother, don’t be blue
For I’ma gonna hand this thing to you |
Katrina blew through the town
Black waters flooded all around
No money to raise the levees high
And so we watched New Orleans die |
The churches all got on board
In the Holy name of our Lord
They took him for their favorite son
And they sent him away to Washington |
Bill Clinton was a democrat
He saved us money in his hat
He fell from grace the story goes
Then Georgie put us in the hole |
Now Georgie Bush, he is the man
He landed in Afghanistan
We’ll get Osama, was his crack
And now we’re stranded in Iraq |
Now Casey was Cindy’s son
He marched away with his gun
For a noble cause he heard Bush say
He died in a war so far away |
He told ole’ Rumsfeld on the green
Now you’re the best I’ve ever seen
Just heed my words and you’ll go far
And help me win my daddy’s war |
Now Georgie is kind and meek
He kissed the king upon his cheek
They walked the garden hand in hand
As the oil and blood dripped on the sand |
O’ Cheney lives away down town
By a cement bunker underground
No more he’ll roam Wyoming's hills
Halliburton is his thrill |
And now my little song is done
'Bout the neo-cons in Washington
No more I’ll sing these words again
You can see it all on CNN |
Don’t send your money to Washington
To fight a war that’s never done
Don’t play their games don’t be their pawns
And don’t be afraid of the neo-cons |
Don’t send your money to Washington
To fight a war that’s never done
Don’t play their games don’t be their pawns
And don’t be afraid of the neo-cons |
Norman
is now celebrating more than thirty years of not getting on an airplane
and the sessions are generally tied to a Colorado festival appearance. As
in the past, the Blakes along with their dog, Bascom, parked their 'home
on the road' travel rig by the railroad tracks just outside the warehouse
studio. This time, it took more trips than before to unload all the vintage
string instruments carried from Rising Fawn in their new and much improved
RV that "O Brother" paid for. As always, good friend and Recording
Engineer Butch Hause had pre-set the room with their favorite old mics,
no baffles and two straight back wooden chairs. The set up allows for recording
upon impulse - morning, noon and night - and that they did. Norman suggested
they "record without much playback for awhile". The Blakes effortlessly
and eloquently recorded the 14 songs herein. They didn't know what the next
selection would be until the previous one ended. A couple were penned by
Norman, another made up by good friend, Patty Bryan. Nancy picked the "Star
Spangled Banner" on her mandolin from an arrangement she learned from
Patty's husband, James Bryan. The rest were dug up and dusted off from yesteryear.
They sparingly and tastefully, but more so than in the past, went back and
added other instruments.
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