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Pop Acoustic Folk Rock about Marijuana and our screwed up laws. Its fun to listen to as well!

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Val Davis

Acoustic Rock with a worldy feel

Val Davis is a singer/songwriter who since 2002 has been getting some notice. In 2002 he was a finalist at the SolarFest singer/songwriter competition. In 2003 his music was featured on National Pulic Radio (NPR) and his music is currently getting airplay at several college stations around the US including XPN in Philadelphia. Val and his family returned to Vermont in Dec 2003 where he does web design and internet broadcasting.

Song Info

Genre

Pop • Pop Rock

Charts

Peak #275

Peak in subgenre #37

Author

Val Davis words and Music

Rights

Val Davis Music 2003

Uploaded

November 16, 2007

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.6 MB • 128 kbps • 4:59

Story behind the song

The prohibition of Marijuana has long been a sore spot for me. This plants "illegal" is just one more check mark on the list of things done by government to protect the profits of the wealthy. I could go on here, but there is too much good information on the Internet. Visit the home website of NORML (National Organization For The Reform of Marijuana Laws) for more information.

Lyrics

When the Sheriff found the plants they were 8 feet tall at least
Growing in a grassy little verge off the highway to the east

"Who owns this land?" the Sheriff had to know
He said "Someones got to pay the price For letting the plants grow"

The land belonged to God himself the record clearly showed
So God went on the wanted list the crime scene it got mowed.

God himself showed up in court to answer for his crime
For growing those illegal plants he may have to serve some time

Mother Nature Mary Jane what ever did you do
To make the world so frightened of a little plant like you
The corporate propaganda that the legal drug lords sling
Is just another joker's play in this court of greedy kings
A court of greedy kings

God said "Are you all crazy? I sent this as a gift.
To ease your stressed and worried little minds your spirits I would lift"

"You ADMIT" the Judge exclaimed "to committing such a crime?"
"So although I hate to do it, you'll have to serve the time"

So they locked God up in the federal pen for his lifetime no parole
The bars and walls will pass to dust and the Judge fears for his soul.

Now the moral to this little tale in you couldn't tell is
They'll try to make illegal anything that they can't sell....
Cuz it grows so well

Mother Nature Mary Jane what ever did you do
To make the world so frightened of a little plant like you
The corporate propaganda that the legal drug lords sling
Is just another joker's play in this court of greedy kings
A court of greedy kings