With apologies to Woody Guthrie….
Here is Folksinger Obama with his latest…hit:
This plant is your plant, this plant is my plant
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This plant was made for you by me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This road was made for you by me
I’ve roamed and rambled and I’ve followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me my voice was sounding
This firm was made for you by me
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This farm was made for you by me
As I was walkin’—I saw a sign there
And that sign said—no tresspassin’
But on the other side…it didn’t say nothin!
Now that side was made for me by me!
In the squares of the city—in the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office—I see my people
And some are grumblin’ and some are wonderin’
Why this land’s made for you by me.