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It was a maiden voyage

She rode shotgun in the back

We made snow angels in the motel tire tracks

The traffic thinned, it parted just for us

Through rain and wind, through ash and rust

We saw the white dome, like a gleaming breast

But our eyes were on the White House

And to hell with all the rest

The masses gathered drinking frozen margaritas

At the 8th and G Capitol Hill Cantinas

It goes like this

You take your hand

You lift it up and put it on your heart

And there you stand

Singing, «This land is your land, this land is my land»

A little body so packed with clothes

Disappearing into hordes

Lining up in useless rows

Of three million people

Ashamed and accused

Scared to say where they’re from

Angry their name’s been used

I held my girl as she fell asleep

At the noontime hour

At the inaugural weep

A man said to me, «you are living in the present moment»

And I felt shut out, cold, tired and all alone

It goes like this

You take your hand

You lift it up and put it on your heart

And there you stand

Singing, «This land is your land, this land is my land»

The privileged held while the masses flowed

Just like a mighty river running through my soul

My girl cried for a flag

Something she could understand

And we marched through the street

As I held her hand

The good days come

Not just the golden dies

As the giant sleeps under cumulus skies

We sing and dance and scream our names

Sleep the sleep of the weary

And drive home again

Honey, it goes like this

You take your hand

You lift it up and put it on your heart

And there you stand

Singing, «This land is your land, this land is my land»

It goes like this

You take your hand

You lift it up and put it on your heart

And there you stand

Singing, «This land is your land, this land is my land»

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