Scott, your favorite. I just put it online.

Welcome back, Scott.
It’s been seven or eight years since you went back to China. Time passed like an arrow. We’re all getting old.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground)
Without no seams nor needle work
(Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strands
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather
(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsely, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they’ve long ago forgotten)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Obama is a liar. He chanted “Change we can believe in” during his campaign. We believed him and let him stepped into the White House, but he didn’t change anything.

Unfortunately, we have to select one from those two unrespectable candidates this time.

Is something wrong with the country’s system?

God bless America!

Well, it’s my turn.
I’ll give you this song, Scott. Wish you have a lot of fun in China. I know you will, since you have bunch of friends over there.
Here are the words and link:

Everybody’s gone away
Said they’re moving to L.A.
There’s not a soul I know around
Everybody’s leaving town

Some caught a freight, some caught a plane
Find the sunshine, leave the rain
They said this town will waste your time
I guess they’re right, it’s wasting mine

Some gotta win, some gotta lose
Good time Charlie’s got the blues
Good time Charlie’s got the blues

You know my heart keeps telling me
You’re not a kid at thirty-three
You play around you’ll lose your wife
You play too long you’ll lose your life

I got my pills to ease the pain
Can’t find a thing to ease the rain
I’d love to try and settle down
But everybody’s leaving town

Some gotta win, some gotta lose
Good time Charlie’s got the blues
Good time Charlie’s got the blues
Good time Charlie’s got the blues

Obama is bad; he cannot save our economy. Mitt Romney is even worse; he can only attack Obama.