The Donald Went Down to Georgia he was looking for an election to steal.
He was in a bind ’cause he was way behind and he wanted to pitch a deal.
When he came across Governor Raffie
Sawin’ on a fiddle and playin’ it hot
The Donald jumped upon a hickory stump
And said, “Man, let me tell you what”
“I guess you didn’t know it, but I’m a fiddle player, too
And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a bet with you
Now you play pretty good fiddle, man, but give the Donald his due
I’ll bet a Nation of gold against your soul
‘Cause I think I’m better than you”
The man said, “My name’s Raffie, and it might be a sin
But I’ll take your bet, you’re gonna regret
‘Cause I am the best that’s ever has been
Raffie, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
‘Cause Hell’s broke loose in Georgia and the Donald deals the cards
And if you win, you get this shiny Nation made of gold
But if you lose, the Donald gets your soul
The Donald opened up his case and he said, “I’ll start this show”
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss
And a band of Fake Electors joined in, and it sounded somethin’ like this
When the Donald finished
Raffi said, “Well, you’re pretty good ol’ son
Take your orange hair and sit right there
And let me show you how it’s done”
“Fire the Apprentice”, run, boys, run
The Donald’s done lost but he ain’t done
He’s gonna keep on raising that dough
Does your dog Rudy bite? No, child, no
The Donald bowed his head but still refused to concede
And he headed off to the Supreme Court to whine and bitch and beef
Raffi said, “Donald, just come on back if you ever wanna run again
I done told you once, you son of a bitch
I’m the best that’s ever been” he played
“Fire the Apprentice”, run, boys, run
The Donald’s done lost but he ain’t done
He’s gonna keep on raising that dough
Does your dog Rudy bite? No, child, no