Heres To The State Of Richard Nixon


HERE'S TO THE STATE OF RICHARD NIXON by Phil Ochs This song is a rewrite of his earlier song "Here's to the State of Mississippi" submitted by Andrea Baroni (baroni_andrea@hotmail.com) Standard tuning Intro: C Am C C Am G Here's to the state of Richard Nixon C Bb For underneath his borders the devil draws no line C Bb If you drag his muddy rivers nameless bodies you will find C Bb And the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes C Am Em G And the calendar is lyin' when it reads the present time C Am F C Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of C Am G C Richard Nixon, find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the schools Richard Nixon Where they're teachin' all the children that they don't have to care All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere And every single classroom is a factory of despair And there's nobody learnin' such a foreign word as fair Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon, find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the laws Richard Nixon Where the wars are fought in secret, Pearl Harbor everyday He punishes with income tax that he don't have to pay And he's tapping his own brother just to hear what he would say But corruption can be classic in the Richard Nixon way Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon, find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the churches Richard Nixon and Billy Graham Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust All the fallen face of Jesus is chokin' in the dust And Heaven only knows in which God they can trust Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon, find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the government Richard Nixon In the swamp of their bureaucracy their always boggin' down And criminals are posing as advisors to the crown And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sound And the speeches of the President are the ravings of a clown Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Richard Nixon find yourself another country to be part of