"That's What's the Matter"
(Title and first verse by Stephen Foster, 1862)

"We live in hard and stirring times,
Too sad for mirth, too rough for rhymes;
For songs of peace have lost their chimes,
And that's what's the matter!"

That's what's the matter!
As the politicians scatter
We’ll make All Free
Just watch and see,
And that's what's the matter!

Saddam thought we would divide
That some Nations would run and hide
That some were not by our side
And that's what's the matter!
So when the War had once begun
And that Gulf War was quickly done
We went our own ways, every one
And that's what's the matter!

Our Troops invasion that first day
Had made Saddam an easy prey
But the Politics got in the way
And that's what's the matter!
So we went back to Iraq again
With Intelligence that was thin
And got us in the fix we’re in
And that's what's the matter!

They told us it would not be hard
And began to shoot and bombard
Put a wanted face upon each card
And that's what's the matter!
So we’re stuck and can’t get out
With real Victory in real doubt
And terrorists we cannot rout
And that's what's the matter!

We want Freedom to be the way
In all of the World, everyday
We will pay the price we must pay
And that's what's the matter!
We must start at home with you and me
To make all Americans truly Free
Before the rest the World can ever be
And that's what's the matter!

Del "Abe" Jones
03-07-2005