Keep On Trumpin’
TRUMPIN’ (sung to Truckin’ - by the Grateful Dead)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuyaK0hGxWk
Trumpin’ - got my wits strapped in, keep Trumpin’, like the Don, I’ll stand ...
Together, we’re a force in time, just keep Trumpin’ on ...
A-holes of neocon trashing our deeds now on Mainstream ...
“He’s all fo New York, they write - and it’s all for the lame team!”
“Your liberal city, we all see is typical leftwing!”
“Hang it up, or see what this horror brings!”
Dallas - got the Cruz Machine;
Houston - “you know who’s” Goldman’s dream ...
New York’s just a maze of schemes ... that Trump won’t let you see!
Most of the chat that you see on the FReep spielin’ Cruz love ...
Most of the time they’re spinnin’ and lyin’ on Don ...
Somebody says they know he’ll never win, hopin’ ...
Doubtin’ the score, and gnashin’ their teeth on a bone!
Trumpin’ - Right is Donald’s stand - Just told me: “We’ve got to save our land!”
Frontlines! Alarms ain’t worth a damn, if you don’t make them sound!
Sometimes the fight’s all tirin’ on me ...
Other times I can squarely see ...
Lately it’s a certainty - that The Don plays it to win!
What in the world ever became of C’s game?
She lost her marbles, you know she isn’t the same ...
Lyin’ in bed, fightin’ the siege of old age ...
All her friends can say is “maybe insane?”
Trumpin’ - Got to bluff Karl Rove ... Been leadin’ - Don, you doublin’ polls!
Makes time - fo kickin’ ass to show - just keep Trumpin’ on!
Spittin’ and swearin,’ all of the RINO minnows ...
Got a tip - they’re gonna pick th’ boor Jeb to win ...
They’d like to get Don beat before they gavel ...
But if you run th’ gauntlet, I guess they’re gonna unhinge!
Busted - irons on Clinton’s feet! ... Locked up, like a felon, FRiend!
Hot damn! Bill gets to whore a-gain - da judge throw’d out da key ... Yoho!
We’re sick of losin’ our ground - and livin’ like cattle ...
Trump’s tired of talkin’ and soon put to pedal down ...
I guess they won’t revoke our Constitution ...
We’re silent no more - we’re fed up, and makin’ a sound!
Sometimes the fight’s all tirin’ on me ...
Other times I can squarely see ...
Lately it’s a certainty - that The Don plays it to win!
Trumpin’, Don’s no rollin’ stone ... Wants our country back where she belongs ...
Back on - its best, and that’s my song ... And yes, we’re Trumpin’, Don!