I guess the "Git" is a popular topic of protest songs & there's good reason for that too. I also have one.


       Guantanamo Bay (words & tune by Barry Finn 2/24/06)


Guantanamo Bay, hey, I'm on my way.

I won't be coming back from there, not in manys a day.

Guantanamo Bay, am I here to stay?


Chorus: Where the sun shines hard on the dogs in the yard

       An' I'm here to say there's no place in the world

       like Guantanamo Bay.


Let's all get naked, in Guantanamo Bay

Lie in the sand; put our tush in a Bush, where the nights are gay

Let's all get cute with the girls in the suits


It's hard to believe, that I made here

I'm a lazy do nothing, no good to no one, without a care

My luck's so fine, who could be so kind, to land me here in a spa so far from grit & grime


I'm getting island fever, I can't handle the truth

I'm getting buggered all day, can't get from the 'Git', I'm so young I'm a youth

Where the akee & rice, & salt fish is nice


I'm dying here, I live in fear

I don't think I've done wrong, I just wrote me a song of a place so queer

This ain't what I thought, this ain't what I bought


I must be mad, I guess I've just been had

I'm told I've got to go, that I don't know what they thought I knowed, it's bad

I've been MIA'd, I've been CIA'd, I've been christen, I've been crossed, I've been kicked I've been tossed


Last Chorus:

To where the sun shines hard on the dogs in the yard

An I'm here to say there's no place in the world like Guantanamo Bay


Barry