RE POST

At this time after I watched the incredibly moving victory speeches by Vice President Elect Kamala Harris and President Elect Joseph Biden I would like to celebrate this great achievement by taking a look back to a post that I put on DU a few years ago.

I posted this in the summer of 2017. I rearranged the lyrics to a Bob Dylan song. Following my lyrics are additional lyrics from another DU member red dog 1…who I still need to give credit to.



With apologies to Bob Dylan, folk music artists, folk music fans, and maybe even some flower children


SWINGIN' IN THE WIND

How many things can a man do wrong
Before we say he has gone too far?
How many times can a man repeat a wrong
over and over before we call it bizarre?

How many lives can a man
disrupt before we take a stand?
How many seas can a man pollute
before we say not in our land?
How many times will we let the insults fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is swingin' in the wind
The answer is swingin' in the wind

How many years can a criminal empire exist
Before everyone is tried and sent to jail?
How many times must we keep seeing this
Before honesty and truth prevail?
How many times can the justice system turn its head
And pretend that it just doesn’t see – the answer
The answer, my friend, is swingin' in the wind
The answer is swingin' in the wind

How many times can a man look up
Before he sees the sky?
How many ears must one person have
Before he can hear people cry?
And how many deaths will it take 'till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friends, is swingin' in the wind
The answer is swingin' in the wind
Oh, the answer, my friends, is swingin' in the wind
The answer is swingin' in the wind




Here are the lyrics from red dog 1

How many times can a man tell a lie
Before he is known as a liar?
How many deaths can he cause by his deeds
Before he will roast in Hell's fire?

How many tweets can he post every day
Just to lash out at all those he hates?
How much junk food can he shove in his mouth
Before he can't fit through the gates?

How many threats can he make against those
Who refuse to do what he wants?

The answer, my friend, is blowing through his hair,
The answer is blowing through his hair