Happy 244th!

Happy 244^th birthday, U.S.A!

Your country is so much more than the present president and the vile sycophantic trumpanzees. This too shall pass and you will recover. I still believe that, and so should you!

You were given a Republic, now work to keep it! Vote in November!



This Land Is Your Land
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway;
I saw below me that golden valley;
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.

I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts;
And all around me, a voice was sounding;
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.

In the squares of the city, by the shadow of the steeple;

By the relief office, I saw my people;

As they stood there hungry, I stood there whispering;

This land was made for you and me.

A great high wall there that tried to stop me; 
A great big sign there said "Private Property"
But on the other side, it didn't say nothing;
That sign was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.

Nobody living can ever stop me, 
As I go walking on Freedom Highway
Nobody living can make me turn back
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.

Bruce Springsteen - "Joe Hill"

"Joe Hill"

A song by Alfred Hayes, Music by Earl Robinson

Well, I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you or me
Says I, but Joe, you're ten years dead
I never died, says he
I never died, says he

In Salt Lake, Joe, by God says I
Him standing by my bed
They framed you on a murder charge
Says Joe, But I ain't dead
Says Joe, But I ain't dead

The copper bosses shot you, Joe
They killed you, Joe, says I
Takes more than guns to kill a man
Says Joe, I didn't die
Says Joe, I didn't die

Standing there as big as life
And smiling with his eyes
Joe says, What they forgot to kill
Went on to organize
Went on to organize

Joe Hill ain't dead, he says to me
Joe Hill ain't never died
Where working men go out on strike
Joe Hill is at their side
Joe Hill is at their side

From San Diego up to Maine
In every mine and mill
Where working med go out on strike
Says he, You'll find Joe Hill
Says he, You'll find Joe Hill

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you or me
Says I, But Joe, you're ten years dead
I never died, says he
I never died, says he