Why just before last Christmas My baby went away And I find it real surprising For myself to hear me say That everything is cool Everything's okay - John Prine

It's a measure of treasure that gives me the pleasure
Of loving you the way I do
And you know I would gladly say I need your love badly
And bring these little things to you. Cause you got gold
Gold inside of you
You got gold
Gold inside of you
Well I got some Gold inside me too

You're feeling your freedom
And the world's off your back
Some cowboy from Texas
Starts his own war in Iraq]]
Some humans ain't human
Some people ain't kind

There's a girl in the white house
I don't even know her name
Her disheveled appearance
Speaks volumes of shame
It's an embarrassing situation
But a situation just the same
The way she walks on others
And never takes the blame
Upsets my constitution
Beyond its mortal frame.