Caroline Herring - Maiden Voyage lyrics

It was a maiden voyage She rode shotgun in the back We made snow angels in the motel tire tracks The traffic thinned, it parted just for us Through rain and wind, through ash and rust We saw the white dome, like a gleaming breast But our eyes were on the White House And to hell with all the rest The ma**es gathered drinking frozen margaritas At the 8th and G Capitol Hill Cantinas It goes like this You take your hand You lift it up and put it on your heart And there you stand Singing, “This land is your land, this land is my land” A little body so packed with clothes Disappearing into hordes Lining up in useless rows Of three million people Ashamed and accused Scared to say where they're from Angry their name's been used I held my girl as she fell asleep At the noontime hour At the inaugural weep A man said to me, “you are living in the present moment” And I felt shut out, cold, tired and all alone It goes like this You take your hand You lift it up and put it on your heart And there you stand Singing, “This land is your land, this land is my land” The privileged held while the ma**es flowed Just like a mighty river running through my soul My girl cried for a flag Something she could understand And we marched through the street As I held her hand The good days come Not just the golden dies As the giant sleeps under cumulus skies We sing and dance and scream our names Sleep the sleep of the weary And drive home again Honey, it goes like this You take your hand You lift it up and put it on your heart And there you stand Singing, “This land is your land, this land is my land” It goes like this You take your hand You lift it up and put it on your heart And there you stand Singing, “This land is your land, this land is my land”