Pale Compromises

Commentary:
Another exceptionally poor recording of a song I may have never played again. I should probably do more than one take. I tried to write some kind of an allegorical political song in a Hank Williams form about the failure of the democratic party, but political songs are probably not my thing, allegories even less so. I tried to be as sympathetic as I could to everyone involved, but politics is depressing man. If I remember correctly I wrote this on a napkin during one of my student's tests.

Lyrics:

As another day is dawning on the prairie
and the cowboys ride the range of our TV
our revolver ballots watch over a family
that died sometime in 1953.

We can see the donkeys rotting on the prairie
but they only give us tiny bits of meat
hard to chew and undercooked and tough to swallow
and a man has always got the right to eat.

We may know that there are changes on the prairie
and that freedom comes in more than black and white
but it's God who has the power to condemn us
and no man is gonna help us sleep tonight.

And when the sun comes setting on the prairie
and we pray the lord our families soul to keep
we know Jesus will protect them from the nighttime
and democracy will help us go to sleep.

And an outlaw rides his horse through the prairie
you will see he'll find America at last
if he can hitch his leather reigns to a rocket
that will bear him ceaselessly to the past.