THE BALLAD OF GEORGE BUSH’S DAYS IN THE
TEXAS AIR NATIONAL GUARD
© 2004 by David Hershey-Webb
212-269-7865; dhw628@nyc.rr.com
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[Disclaimer: No disrespect intended toward those who have honorably served in the any branch of the armed forces, including the Texas Air National Guard]

His Daddy told him
That war is hell
But I’ll make sure you’ll never know
For yourself

You’ll get to drink beers
Snort coke and ‘dis queers
You’ll learn just how to play hard
No need to show up
When you drink from the cup
Of the Texas Air National Guard

You’ll even score chicks
Sleep in late
Learn card tricks
And hoist up your very own petard
If you’ve got the nerve
You can say that you served
In the Texas Air National Guard

You might even fly planes
And play other fun games
While other boys get burned and charred
Everthing is alright
And there’s no need to fight
In the Texas Air National Guard

And one day you’ll become
The President’s son
And one day the President too
And you can send boys to die
For another big lie
While waiving the red, white and blue

They might say war is hell
But you know quite well
It don’t have to be all that hard
When through a beer haze
You remember your days in the Texas Air National Guard