PRESIDENT'S GONE GOLFING Words: © 2017 Holly Tannen Tune: Joshua Gone Barbados, ©1966 Eric von Schmidt Lot of trouble in Charlottesville Torches burning bright Police givin’ protection To white folks dressed in white. And the President he’s gone golfing Stayin' in a big hotel People in Virginia Got a lot of sad tales to tell. Folks in Puerto Rico Nothin’ left to eat President sittin’ on Air Force One Tweetin’ another tweet. Peoples’ houses flattened By the wind and rain Throw ‘em a roll of paper towels Get back on the plane And the President’s goin’ golfing Stayin' in a big hotel Folks all over this island Got a lot of sad tales to tell. President on the TV Say’s he’s gonna build a wall. Mothers, fathers, families He don’t care at all. Rosa tells her children, “I’m goin’ on the run You stay with abuelita * Till my runnin’s done.” And the President he’s gone golfing Just like he don’t know People all over this country Got nowhere to go. Folks are sad and worried Everywhere you see President’s in the White House With his daughter on his knee. *abuelita: grandma Please feel free to make any changes you like, and to write in more verses.
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