Worn Out American Dream

This time of year, I remember those I've met, worked with, or been influenced by, who are now spirits flying all over the universe.

I grew up in Oklahoma, home of Woody Guthrie, and soon his hometown I will call home. In Okemah, OK each year for the past 20 years is the annual WoodyFest. An Oklahoma Red Dirt musician I had met through the years there in Okemah. He passed about 2 years ago, but one of his songs sums up why MPD exists.  Enjoy reading and listening to a great soul, Jimmy LaFave.



Worn Out American Dream
by Jimmy LaFave

Isee no refuge for the weary
I see no handouts for the poor
I see no sense of satisfaction


On all the ones who just endure
All the slings and arrows slandered
Against the face of the poor man's dream
Where the rich circle in like vultures
Picking all their pockets clean
Don't you give me your phony smile
Don't you tell me no more rules
How many people will you trample down
Before you're finally through?
Come on face the situation
All the sadness that it brings
Got me lost inside the shuffle of
A worn out American dream
Give me no more TV preachers
Give me no more racist attitudes
Politicians, politicians, I've got nothing left for you
I'm within my global vision
You see, my feelings are my own
The Good Book says the days are numbered
So I'm turning towards my home
Take away your evil money
I won't join in your game
To myself I will be true
To myself I will remain
Come on face your situation
It's just as desperate as it seems
You got us lost inside the shuffle of
Your worn out American dream
I see no refuge for the weary
I see no handouts for the poor
I see no sense of satisfaction
On all the ones who must endure
All the slings and arrows slandered
Against the face of the poor man's dream
All the rich circle in like vultures
Picking every pocket clean
Don't you give me your phony smile
Don't you tell me one more rule
How many lambs must you slaughter
Before you're finally through?
Come on, face the situation
And all the sadness that it brings
You've got us lost inside the shuffle of
Your worn out American dream
You've got me caught up in the madness of
Your worn out American dream
You've got me lost inside the sadness of
Your worn out American dream