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Monday, November 4, 2013

MY 2nd AMENDMENT SONG

O FIND ME A HOME, WHERE FEW LIBRA-CANS ROAM. 
WHERE A PERSON CAN KEEP WHAT THEY EARN. 
LET IT BE SAID, WE'LL BE TAXED WHEN WE'RE
REPEAL NY SAFE-ACT!
DEAD, 
AND R ASHES ARE PLACED IN AN URN. 

HOME, ALONE AT THE RANGE, 
WHERE FOLKS CAN SHOOT ALL THEIR GUNS
AT TARGETS A-FAR, AND NOT FROM THEIR CAR,
OR AT MOMS, DADS, DAUGHTERS, AND SONS.

WHERE TO WORK IS A RIGHT,
AND YA DON'T HAVE TO FIGHT,
ALL THE UNIONS WITH OUTRAGEOUS DUES.

WHERE LIFE IS A RIGHT,

YOUR NOT KILLED AT FIRST SIGHT
BY A PERSON WHO FEELS THEY CAN CHOOSE.

HOME, ALONE AT THE RANGE,
WHERE FOLKS CAN SHOOT ALL THEIR GUNS
AT TARGETS A-FAR, AND NOT FROM THEIR CAR,
OR AT MOMS, DADS, DAUGHTERS, AND SONS.

WHERE GOD'S IN OUR SCHOOLS,
HE'S ENFORCING THE RULES,
WHERE TEACHERS AND KIDS ARE OKAY
WHERE EVIL IS STOPPED
BEFORE THEY GET SHOT
AND ALL'S WELL, AT THE END OF THE DAY.

HOME, ALONE AT THE RANGE,
WHERE FOLKS CAN SHOOT ALL THEIR GUNS
AT TARGETS A-FAR, AND NOT FROM THEIR CAR,
OR AT MOMS, DADS, DAUGHTERS, AND SONS.


WHERE WE GET HELP FOR THE "NEEDY",
DO AWAY WITH THE GREEDY, 
AND FIND A WAY WHERE WE ALL GET ALONG,
I LONG FOR INSIGHT, SOME FROM THE LEFT
AND SOME FROM THE RIGHT. 
THUS THE REASON I'M SINGIN THIS SONG 

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