With apologies to the Charlie Daniels Band
The Donald came down to Georgia
He was looking for a vote to steal
He was in a bind 'cos he was running behind
And looking to appeal
He came across a supreme court
And decided to involve it lots
So he jumped up on his Twitter page
And said, “Judge I'll tell you what"
"I guess you didn’t know it but I’m on the fiddle too"
"And if you’d care to take a dare I’ll send a case to you”
“Now you judge a pretty good fiddle, son, but give the Donald his due"
"I bet a job for life against your soul if you’ll help me sue”
Now break your gavel out and read your law books hard
‘Cause hell’s broke loose in Georgia and the Donald wants votes disbarred
And if he wins, he gets his oval office second term
But if he loses one more time, the Donald gets to burn.
The Donald opened up his case and said, “I’ll use the court”
And tweets flew from his fingertips as he started a case in tort
He dragged the voters through the courts and made a case in law
millions of votes behind, the Donald needed more.
When Donald finished Judges said “Well you’re pretty good, old son"
"But sit in that chair right over there and we’ll show you how it’s done”
Struck down in Arizona, Wisconsin then withdrew
And all to get the Donald out of Pennsylvania Avenue
Lost in Michigan, the voters said "Just go"
Though crowdfunded legal fees helped to ease the blow
The Donald bowed his head ’cause he knew that he’d been beat
Blamed everybody but himself in one outrageous tweet
Judges said, “Now, Donald son, you can come back to try again"
"But given all these warrants here it’ll be later than you ken"
This is a ballad for a county song. You be another June cash and look like willie nelson.