Confessing To Jeb
Sung to the tune
"Brother, Can You Spare A Dime"

Once I was our daddy's fav'rite son.
Got me in the Guard just in time.
Then I found the Guard was not much fun.
In and out on Daddy's dime.

So I sent a soldier with a gun,
Telling her to torture big time.
Albert says they'll think she's having fun.
Harriet knows it's no crime.

We dismantled FEMA from day one.
Harriet was in her prime.
Knew our buddy Brownie'd come undone.
How's that for a stitch in time?

Then I named a justice they can't shun,
Who I've known a long, long time.
Knew I'd always be her Number One,
Always her partner in crime.

Counted on DeLay to get it done.
Who knew graft was a crime?
Harriet says I should cut and run,
Not admit I backed his climb.

Sorry to hear Wilma's in Can-cun,
Gonna give you guys a hard time.
Harriet is still my hired gun –
Pray you never need a dime.

Music by Jay Gorney
Original Lyric by E.Y. "Yip" Harburg
Alternate Lyric by Bob Carlson
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10/22/05

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