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
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