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stop bitchin'

11/10/2012

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Holy Moly! 
From some of the crazy, messed up commentary and vile being spewed across the web you'd think America as we know it will be gone in 6 months or so and replaced by total chaos . I'm completely amazed that some  folks actually believe this to be true and at the same time believe that if their side had won everything would magically become a bed of roses and we'd all live happily ever after.

So to all you paranoid , crazy, arm chair politicians  out there that have bought into and continue to perpetuate all the  fear and loathing I say: 
Get a job. One that doesn't afford you the time to sit around and tune into every negative thing you can absorb.  Quit listening to the crap that's making you crazy - it's rotting your mind. Turn off the TV.  Change the radio channel. Get elected and become the change you speak  so highly of.  But mostly , stop bitching and whining  cause it's not getting you anywhere but down.
 . . . stepping off my soap box now.

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this is america

11/7/2012

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THIS IS AMERICA    dmarsh music ©2005

It's a white linen tablecloth from a dime store
A weathered old hat on a nail by the door
Linoleum worn thin at a small town cafe
Or homemade ice cream after church on Sunday

It's Christmas with family and a candle light dinner
Or picking six numbers, hoping your the next winner
It's a high school reunion on the fourth of July
And a dance at Gruene Hall on Saturday night

This is America
The home of the brave and free
We can follow our dreams
Where ever they lead
This is America

It's running for office in your local election
The privilege to vote and help make the selection
It's going to worship where ever we want to
Or not going at all if that's what you choose

It's a new born baby in the arms of its mother
Or people in need helping out one another
It's the strength and the courage in the dawns early light
It's rising above when there's no hope in sight

This is America
The home of the brave and free
We can follow our dreams
Where ever they lead
This is America

I'm a coal miners son from the hills of Kentucky
I'm a millionaires daughter, sometimes were born lucky
I'm a veteran who dreams of all the old days
I'm an angry young man and I've got something to say

We're farmers and ranchers out in the fields
We're the movers and shakers making the deals
We're teachers and students and truck drivers too
We're the cops and fire fighters
We're the red white and blue!

THIS IS AMERICA
THE HOME OF THE BRAVE AND FREE
WE CAN FOLLOW OUR DREAMS
WHERE EVER THEY LEAD
THIS IS AMERICA

Oh beautiful
 for spacious sky
For amber waves of grain
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