Rabbits: Self Sufficiency’s Secret Weapon

Siblings awaiting breakfast

Siblings awaiting breakfast

As I write this little essay, backyard chickens are all the rage.  And with good reason, too. They are wonderful creatures who provide their owners with an abundance of eggs and meat, along with hours of entertainment. Their bedding and manure, are outstanding components in the compost pile. We have around three dozen of them (with more coming in the spring), so my biases are out there in plain sight.

All this fuss about birds, though, makes it easy to forget about what may be the most valuable livestock to anyone seeking a simple, sustainable, self-sufficient lifestyle; the rabbit.

Rabbits are quieter than chickens; a lot quieter. On the whole, they are easier to handle. While they do shed, your coop, yard, or pasture won’t look like killing fields the way they do when chickens are molting.

Rabbits are cleaner than chickens and cleaning up after them is way easier. Chickens make a terrible mess in their sleeping/nesting areas, while bunnies by and large keep their bodily waste away from where they like to sleep and hang out.  Their waste is also in nice neat piles of easily scooped up,  compact, round pellets rather than the runny, splatted mess that chickens leave in their wake.

One of our Does, Cinder, not feeling photogenic

One of our Does, Cinders, not feeling photogenic

Rabbit manure is arguably the best fertilizer you can add to your garden beds. Unlike chicken manure, rabbit guano can be used without composting and the bunnies provide copious quantities of it.

If you do decide to compost it (we do both), you will find that it does so easily and quickly. The manure is also a fantastic addition to worm beds.  Red wiggler worms positively adore rabbit manure, especially if it has a little bedding straw in it, and will turn it into the absolutely finest quality garden additive you can get anywhere.

Rabbit meat is tasty, mild, and highly nutritious. In parts of America, that benefit has been largely lost, as many urban and suburban dwellers have grown to see rabbits as cute little pets to pamper and snuggle with; but most of the world, and still large sections of this country consider rabbits and a food source. And let’s not forget that they are at the top of the menu for every predatory creature in nature, from birds of prey, to foxes, coyotes, wolves, weasels, bobcats, mountain lions, and more, to the family dog and cat, who will always have one eye fixed on Bugs as a potential meal.

I’m not going to take time defending rabbit as a food source, because all history demonstrates it to be so, and I’m not going to argue about it. We are omnivores and our self-sufficiency plan includes a rabbit meat. If you only see rabbits as pets, that’s fine by me. They are still a great benefit to you for the manure alone.

For those who process their own meat, rabbits are the easiest of all livestock to prepare for the freezer. It is much easier and faster than processing chickens.

Rabbits breed prolifically, so they can provide a continuous supply of protein and manure. For those so inclined, rabbit fur is still a great source for warm clothing and the hides can be good, basic leather.

New Rangers for 2015 under construction

New Rangers for 2015 under construction

Rabbits don’t require a great deal of space. Many people raise them totally in cages. We prefer to raise them on the ground when possible, though we do have cages in our barn for times when it’s necessary.

Older Rabbit Rangers In Pasture

Older Rabbit Rangers In Pasture

My wife has designed a moveable rabbit crate that serves the same function as a chicken tractor. We call them, Rabbit Rangers. Each Ranger has a nesting porch in the back, where the rabbits can get up out of mud and frost to sleep, nest and give birth. There is a large open area in the middle where the bunnies can hop about or graze to their heart’s content. The Rangers are moved daily so the buns can have fresh grass. Some manure is left behind, of course, which aids in fertilizing the pasture (or yard). The grass grows back quickly and much more lush, improving the quality of the field.

If a winter is particularly severe, we will move the rabbits, especially mothers with babies, to the cages in the barn where they can avoid the worst of the elements, but by March, they are back out on pasture. We think rabbits should be on the ground, hopping, eating, digging and doing what rabbits like to do.  The purpose of the Rangers is to allow that, while providing them shelter from both the weather and from predators.

Main Breeding Buck, James, In Ranger

Main Breeding Buck, James, In Ranger

If you are interested in raising Rabbits as part of your homestead, feel free to ask us anything you like. I would also recommend any of the Backyard Rabbit forums on Facebook.

Do you raise rabbits? Are you considering it? Tell us all about it. We’d love to hear from you. Got questions? Send them our way.  Remember, we’re in this together.


Pink Slime – A Contrarian View

I am an emotional, passionate person.  As a result, I tend to launch into things heart first, leaving my head to catch up, if it can.  Sometimes, once my head catches up, it has to put a boot up my heart’s buttocks.

I wrote a piece in the recent past moderating my extreme position on corn and ruminants.  I will be following up on that in the future, but for now, let’s allow that piece to stand as an illustration of how I sometimes see an extreme and rush to defend or occupy the other extreme before my head and core values bring me back to balance.

It is what I call ‘balance’ that irritates the life out of both my liberal and my conservative friends.  I declare regularly that I am a Christian, conservative, Libertarian, Capitalist.  The first of those is my anchor and my compass, the other three are engines and rudders that move and steer my values, opinions and views.  It can make my ideas unnerving and irritating. I hope that they are also occasionally thought provoking and inspirational; perhaps even unifying.  Hey, a guy can dream, can’t he?

When the ‘Pink Slime’ obsession hit (I should say re-hit, because it’s not new information) the airwaves a few weeks back, I joined my voice with the choir singing songs of revulsion and condemnation.  I harmonized with the cries to ‘get that stuff out of our food system.’

I remember a few years back seeing a segment about ammonium hydroxide in either  “Food, Inc.” or “Fresh, the Movie”, I can’t remember which and I’m too lazy right now to research it.  I was repulsed then, and I’m repulsed now.  ‘Pink Slime’ was one of the final nails that convinced me we were on the right road by raising and processing as much of our own food as possible. That way we knew where it came from and what was in it.

“Pink Slime”, for those who have been incommunicado for the past couple months, is the nickname for the by-product concoction of mechanically separated animal parts that have been treated with ammonium hydroxide.  These are then colored, artificially flavored and mixed with regular ground beef, turkey, sausage, chicken, etc. and sold.  Pink Slime is a part of many brands of chicken nuggets, pre packaged hamburgers and sausages, etc.  It is also used by some fast food restaurants.

When the information recently (finally) caught the attention of consumer advocate groups, the fountains of the great deep broke forth in righteous indignation.

“This is unacceptable.  We cannot allow people, especially children to eat this”, became the war cry across America and visions of “Soylent Green” flooded the minds of Baby Boomers everywhere.

As a result, supermarket chains and restaurant chains fell all over themselves to pull the products off the shelves and pinky swear never to sell such unacceptable fare to an unsuspecting, innocent public again.

As mentioned earlier, I participated in the outcry. I have since moderated my view, being driven back to the bounds of rationality by my core values. Please, as you sharpen your knives and ignite your flame throwers, allow me to elaborate.

First, I think Pink Slime is disgusting.  It looks awful, it changes the nature of the food to which it’s added and it even has to be artificially flavored to make it palatable. In short, it is NASTY.

It has a right to exist, though.  The stuff has passed every food safety hurdle imaginable.  I hate the USDA, but in this case I believe them when they tell us that in its marketable form, the product is safe.  It is repulsive to look at, but it is not making people sick, per se.  (This is not the place to bring in health care costs, etc. Save it for another day, folks.)  We are not reading about School Cafeteria hamburgers and nuggets making kids sick.  Our ERs are not overflowing with football fans poisoned by imitation wings and riblets.  America was just fine with it until we saw what was in the stuff.  Millions upon millions are still fine with it, by the way.

It is not up to me, consumer advocate groups or the Government, to tell my neighbor what he can or cannot eat; or what he can offer as a marketable product for that matter. Can you hear the Libertarian Capitalist coming out now?  It is not for you or me to determine what’s too disgusting for someone else to eat.  I have friends from SE Asia, for example, who can’t stand to be in the room when Westerners eat dairy products.  It makes them sick to their stomach to think we’d eat something as nasty as cheese or milk.  They, though, are surprised at our revulsion at some tasty stewed monkey or a nicely slow roasted dog.  Vegans think we’re all disgusting.

I saw a video clip on YouTube of celebrity chef, Jamie Oliver, demonstrating the nastiness of Pink Slime to a group of young school children by making some up right on the air.  They “yucked” and “bleched” through the whole process, right on cue.  The surprise came when Jamie fried the stuff up into nuggets then invited the children to dig in.  The gobbled them up with delight, much to the horror and surprise of Chef Oliver.

As the supermarket chains race to take foods containing Pink Slime off the shelves and out of refrigeration cases or freezers, we can almost hear the gasp at check out as meat and poultry prices climb.  In a single publicity project, we have priced cheaper meats out of the budgets of millions of households.  Before you congratulate yourselves on your good deed, stop as ask what lower income families will replace that meat with.  Do you think for one minute it will be Tofu or fresh zucchini and eggplant.  No, it will be with Ramen Noodles and grilled Velveeta sandwiches or Hot Dogs.

The problem is not the existence of Pink Slime.  The problem is the lack of transparency in advertising and labeling.  Leave the stuff on the shelves. Stock it beside normal ground beef. Label it clearly and let consumers make educated choices. That’s how America works.

I choose to avoid Pink Slime like the plague.  I’m not a fan of pigs eyeballs or chicken beaks under any circumstances.  I don’t care how sanitized or artificially flavored they are.  I raise and process my own meat (well, most of it) so that I know exactly what I’m eating.  That way, no one sneaks a ‘mechanically separated’ carcass past me by mistake. What’s more, I will do what I can to persuade you from ingesting that foul concoction, either.

If, though, you look at the impressive technology that makes these meat substances, and you have no problem consuming them, I say, “Have it your way.  Pass the mustard”.

To the stores, restaurants and marketers, I say, “You don’t have to take products containing Pink Slime off the market. All you need to do is label it and let us choose.  We know how.”

To the consumer advocates and whistle blowers, “Thank you for bringing this issue to our attention.  You get a gold star.  Now, you’ve advised us, you’ve done your duty. Your business here is finished.  Get out of my dining room.”

Juice Feast – Week 1 Review

The first week is behind me. Whew. That was hard.  And it was boring as heck. Did I mention how boring it is? The juices are tasty enough, but there is no other sensory appeal. There is no real variety in texture, eye interest or even taste, really. There are only variations on a theme.

As a true food lover, I enjoy the look, the feel, the aroma and the complexity of a truly omnivorous diet. Food, to me, is much more than the intake of massive amounts of calories (although I’m pretty good at that part), it is a cultural, sensual, almost spiritual event. The preparation, the combination of artistry and science that makes up a meal, is part of the excitement. With the juices, it’s, what green will we mix with what fruit?  Hmmm. Or, celery or no celery? Yawn.

The juicer clean up is a bore as well.  If you don’t do it right away and the food bits dry, then you have a marathon on your hands. I find that it takes away from the experience a little bit.

The positives: first, I lost 11 pounds in 7 days. That’s a winner.  It’s incredibly encouraging to see that kind of early success.  It really helpt the motivation.

Also, as alluded to already, the juices taste good.  I make sure there is some fruit in every juice. That really helps. Carrots add sweetness as well.  In fact, the only thing Brittan and I didn’t like were beets. We found that odd, because we both love eating beets. Oh, well.

The boredom has led us to transition to juicing until evening and having a meal that includes protein and vegetables. I’ll keep you posted on how that goes.

Conclusion: Juicing is a great way to cleanse and kick start a healthy eating or weight loss program. It is a terrible way to try an liven up a party.


My Beef with Monsanto’s GMO Alfalfa and Why They Get My Goat (or want to)

I’m not an opponent of GMO’s per se.  After all, from a literal perspective, all deliberate hybridization of flowers, fruits and vegetables is a kind of Genetic Modification.  It’s selective breeding of flora rather than fauna.  As a long time breeder of sled dogs, and now livestock, I understand hybrid vigor.  It’s much easier with animals than with plants, but the idea has the same potential.

Unfortunately, when it comes to cash and commodity crops, and now forage crops, we’re not talking about hybridization to build a better cantaloupe.  In its normal connotative usage, the phrase GMO is about creating pesticide resistant plants. 

The genes of a plant, let’s say Soy, are altered by inserting roundup resistance into the organism.  This is not selective breeding, it’s genetic manipulation.  And it’s kind of scary.

The technology and science is amazing.  The consequences are potentially horrifying.  For example, it is well documented that super weeds and pathogens are appearing as nature fights back against human chemistry.  This, in turn, will ultimately result in additional manipulations, stronger pesticides, more super weeds, etc.  Where will the cycle end? 

What the long term effects of GMOs on livestock and humans are is still anyone’s guess.  We need not worry, of course, because the laboratories of the big Pharmaceuticals are hard at work creating medicines and drugs to help us cope with whatever ill effects may arise.

A chilling report in 2001 indicates that the DNA of marketed soy did not match what had been sent to the labs for approval. There were additional inserts.  While these may or may not be harmful or even intentional (hmm…), the potential for abuse is obvious. For further research check out this publication, http://www.greenpeace.to/publications/Unidentified%20DNA%20-%20backgrounder.pdf.

In addition to soy beans, Monsanto’s GMO corn is widely used by farmers.  The potential issues are identical.  Since soy and corn are rotational crops in most places and are the most important ingredients in animal feeds as well as their prominence in the human diet, we should pay very close attention to what’s going on.  You’re eating this stuff and so are your children.

The potential problems are exacerbated by cross pollination with the non GMO crops of nearby farmers.  It’s impossible to keep the wind from blowing or bees from flying (though it looks like we’re trying hard to kill off all the bees, but we’ll save that rant for another day.), so the pollen from one field makes its way into another field and the corn or soy has hybridized babies.  Perhaps we could say, infected babies.

The non GMO farmer doesn’t want the cross pollination, but knows you can’t fight Mother Nature, so he/she deals with it.  Monsanto has figured out that while it’s not possible to fight nature it IS possible to patent it.  And this is where the moral outrage really begins.

Monsanto has legally, and rightfully, patented their GMO corn and soy.  There is nothing wrong with that.  They made it; they have a right to it (and to all its consequences).  In their contracts with farmers, the seed giant forbids their customers from saving seeds.  Again, perfectly legal, if not altogether occupying the moral high ground.  Farmers are intentional participants in the agreements. Caveat Emptor.  Not content, though, with the huge profits they make from the sales of their abyss born products, Monsanto has gone after farmers whose fields have been contaminated with their GMO pollen, demanding royalties/penalties and that the farmers cease and desist in saving their polluted seed.

I know you’re thinking, ‘so let them sue.  There’s no court in the land that would uphold such a claim.’

Common sense and every moral fiber in every civilized society of all time would think the same way; however, Monsanto has won multiple court cases enforcing their demands.  Some of these cases have gone all the way to the Supreme Courts in the USA and in Canada.

How can this be?  Simple. Follow the money.  From donations to Congressmen of both parties, to a Secretary of Agriculture with close ties to the company, to a Supreme Court with justices who represented them in the past, Monsanto’s fingerprints are all over the system.  It is corruption of the highest order.  And it goes virtually unnoticed, because agriculture flies way under the radar.  The company knows how few Americans pay any attention to food related issues other than what’s happening at the checkout register.  Monsanto also knows just how far their money goes inside the beltway and in State Governments all over the country.

Folks, they are patenting LIFE and not only patenting what their hands have produced, but are patenting its offspring.  We have crossed a moral line that man has no right to cross. 

Now Monsanto have turned their attention to Alfalfa. Earlier this year, Secretary Vilsack withdrew the Dept. of Agriculture objections to the introduction of Monsanto’s Roundup Ready Alfalfa.  Holy cow, what have we done?

Alfalfa is hugely important to the dairy industry.  As the owner of a small herd of dairy goats and the occasional dairy cow, I know just how important alfalfa is to us.  We feed it to all our lactating animals. It has a high percentage of protein and is loaded with additional nutrients and micronutrients.  We don’t feed corn, so alfalfa is even more important to us than to grain fed dairies.

Alfalfa is wonderful nitrogen catcher.  It grabs the nitrogen from the atmosphere and plants it firmly into the soil beneath its feet.  It has none of the risks normally associated with soy, making it a great rotational option and fertility builder.  Oh, and since it’s a forage crop, alfalfa doesn’t particularly need to be weed resistant (Roundup Ready) and the fields don’t need to be sprayed.  Simply put a few goats or donkeys in the field after cutting and your weed problems are eliminated naturally. But again, I digress.

What is going to happen when this GMO alfalfa contaminates nearby farms? What will that mean? Is there going to be some long term benefit for Monsanto?  You can bet your last peso they’ve been looking down the road and see a pot of gold somewhere.  Perhaps it will be that they will introduce the suicide gene that will render an already poor reproducer even less sustainable, requiring more frequent replanting.  That makes some sense for the farmers using their product, but I can’t help but wonder if there is a more sinister end game.

For some time now there has been a persistent rumor that Monsanto wishes to apply for claim to the animals and meat from animals that ‘benefit’ from their products.  For example, if my pigs eat Monsanto corn, the company would be entitled to Royalties from the sale of said pig, or the pork products that come from the pig.  Don’t think it’s so farfetched. Remember they already stop farmers from saving seed from fields they’ve contaminated and they claim compensation from the sale of those seeds. The courts have upheld this outrage.

Track with me.  Let’s suppose the bought and paid for politicians and courts eventually allow the application for entitlement to products that ‘benefit’ from GMO alfalfa.  Monsanto would virtually control the food chain.  We know their alfalfa will contaminate nearby fields and they’ve already established precedence in the courts.  So if they can establish that my goats have been eating alfalfa that contains their genetic material, even if I didn’t sow it or want it, then they would have recourse to royalties or penalties from the milk, meat or sale of my goats. The prospect is beyond Orwellian, it’s Apocalyptic. 

On their website, The Monsanto Company vehemently denies this desire, but the denials reek of ‘methinks he doth protest too much’.  I have no confidence in an organization that has demonstrated the depth of depravity Monsanto already has shown. 

My ‘beef’ with Monsanto is that they profit from a vile from of immorality.  They have stacked the political and judicial system with their own purchased players who will enable them to use natural forces to first line their pockets and ultimately gain power over the food chain.  Be vigilant, America. Speak up. The Europeans see it.  India sees it.  Speak up? Heck, WAKE UP!


Worlds Apart On Common Ground

Brittan and I are part of a grass roots movement that makes the Tea Party look like a week night crowd at a Florida Marlins game, virtually nonexistent.  I mean, this movement is huge.  And it’s growing at a pace that could soon make us an irresistible force.  If we don’t implode, that is.

We have many names and many flavors.  People are in for a variety of reasons.  Some are about local food.  Some are about whole foods.  Some are interested in food security or better nutrition.  Others are about sustainability and permaculture vs. Big Agra and monocultures.  Many participants are fighting ‘Climate Change’ while others have faith based motives to care for God’s creation.  The list of reasons goes on and on.

We are old and young, male and female, religious and secular, conservative and liberal.  We speak a hundred languages live in all corners of the globe.  We are strong.  And we are fragile.  Our uneasy alliance could crumble at any moment.

I see two large contingents in this ‘good food’ movement.  The first is liberal and secular.  I would even argue that they may be the dominant force.  They are certainly the most vocal in the social media environs of Facebook and Twitter.  They are all about ‘food justice’, anti- Big Agra and very active in urban areas.  They are well educated and articulate.  They are also passionate and dogmatic.  This group wants to see more Govt. involvement in all things food related.  This group is responsible for some outstanding films like, “Fresh” and “Food, Inc.”  I would consider Michael Pollan, author of “The Omnivore’s Dilemma” and Will Allen, the heroic founder of “Growing Power” in Milwaukee as poster children for this branch of the movement.

The second large force is conservative and Christian.  Brittan and I are in this group.  This contingent has a large number of small farmers, bloggers and writers in its constituency, but appears to be less vocal.  On the whole, we want Govt. out of the food chain.  We consider Big Govt. as big a problem as Big Agra.  We promote personal responsibility over federal responsibility.  We would rather mobilize the Church, communities and individuals and keep Govt out of the way.  Lift the restrictions and let the people go free.  I’m guessing that Joel Salatin of Polyface Farms in Virginia is the most recognizable name and face in this wing.

Conservative Secularists seem to make up smaller part of the movement.  Some of them, though, like the very awesome Nature’s Harmony Farm, in Elberton, GA are making a significant impact.

All the branches are about making healthy, tasty, whole, natural, safe foods available to the masses.  We all want it to be affordable as well as accessible.  We are all working day and night as producers, consumers and advocates to make it happen.  There are, however, fundamental differences in our core values and even some of our desired tactics.  It is here that we are most vulnerable.

For example, at the end of the film “Fresh”, which I own and which my wife and I opened our home for a public showing before its national release, the statement is made that access to good food is a fundamental human right.

The implication of that is then that all forces, private and Governmental, should be marshaled to achieve the noble goal of food security.

I whole heartedly agree with the goal.  I fundamentally disagree with the premise, and there’s the rub.

There is nothing in Scripture or nature that indicates food is a basic human right.  It is a basic human NEED, but need and right are not synonyms. 

In nature, animals starve to death all the time.  There is nothing in the physical world that suggests we have a right to food.  If I am competing with a gorilla for the same banana, unless I have a firearm, his strength and quickness will trump my ‘rights’ every time.

It the Bible, in 2 Thessalonians 3:10, Paul wrote, “If a man refuses to work, he shall not eat.”  The implication is that eating is conditional. Note: This refers to the ‘won’ts, not the ‘cant’s’.  I get it. 

For me, and for others like me, it is my love for God and my fellow human beings that drives me to CHOOSE to meet their need for good nutrition.  “Pure religion, and undefiled,” James wrote, “is to look after widows and orphans.” Note:  This one is about the ‘can’ts’.

It breaks my heart to see pictures of starving children.  I am angry that 35 million Americans are genuinely hungry, not to mention the hundreds of millions around the world.  I shake my head in frustration and rage when I read about a new salmonella outbreak.  I am outraged at the conditions of animals in Factory Farms and CAFOs.  It should not be this way.  It should not be easier to get a packet of ramen noodles than an apple.  Kids are starving to death on Happy Meals, even as those same dinners are making them obese. 

Unlike my liberal allies, I believe more Govt. intervention will only make it worse.  I guarantee you that more taxes, more regulations, expanding subsidies to small farmers, will not make things better.  It will make everyone poorer.  It’s simple math. 

I want to find a way to make healthy food affordable.  I want mothers and fathers to learn to cook again.  I want people to read the labels on what they buy, before they put the stuff in their mouths.  I want families to grow some, or all, of their own food, but you can’t make people do any of that. 

I don’t want Tyson or Smithfield legislated or regulated out of business.  I want people to see inside their chicken houses and CAFOs then come see our chickens and pigs running around in the sunshine, eating grass and leaves and chestnuts.  Let them see our cows grazing away in the pasture or our young goats and lambs romping around at sunset.  Then let the consumer choose.  Transparency is better than regulation.  Openness is superior to legislation.

People should be able to know what’s in the food they eat.  Supermarkets and restaurants should voluntarily make it known.  Then people can make informed choices.  If the sellers won’t release the information, consumers should move along and buy from those who do.  It is not Govt.’s place to get down in the weeds and regulate that kind of behavior.  There are simpler, self policing methods.

As consumers, we’ve gotten lazy.  We want cheap food.  We want to drive about two blocks to get it.  We want to toss the bags, boxes and cans into a trolley and have someone else make sure it’s good for us.  Or, at least that it’s not bad for us.  Hey, adult, Mommy doesn’t look after you anymore.  Take some responsibility.  Stop being so trusting.   I promise you, if we start paying attention and ‘voting’ with our dollars, knives and forks, the food producers, markets and restaurants will follow.  They want their profits.  If we move our dollars elsewhere, things WILL get better.

As a producer, I choose to take some responsibilities, too.  I choose to grow the best tasting, healthiest, food possible.  I choose to ask a fair price for it.  I choose to avoid pesticides and chemical fertilizers.  I choose to avoid soy.  I choose to sell locally, direct to the public.  I choose to make our farm and garden open to the public and let people come in whenever they like.  I choose to teach others how to do the same thing.  I choose to try and persuade Churches, schools and civic groups to adopt ideas like community gardens.  I choose to give away 10% of everything we grow to people who can’t afford to buy it. 

Hmmm, I intended this to be a series of observations rather than conservative libertarian discourse, but there you go.  I know that some of you will go, “Amen.  You preach it.”  Others will tremble in anger.  A few will ‘unfollow’ me on twitter.  And there’s the problem.  Ultimately, we have the same goal.  It is an honorable one.  We are working together, so far, but we are building from different sets of blueprints.  That could become problematic.

I am hoping that what we have in common will be stronger than our differences.  I am hoping, too, that we will be tolerant of each other rather than begin some ugly infighting.  I am hoping, but I am not confident. 

In the surprisingly current words of John Lennon and Paul McCartney:

“Try to see it my way
Do I have to keep on talking
Till I can’t go on?

While you see it your way
Run the risk of knowing that
Our love may soon be gone
We can work it out
We can work it out

Think of what you’re saying
You can get it wrong and still
You think that it’s all right

Think of what I’m saying
We can work it out and
Get it straight or say good night
We can work it out
We can work it out

Life is very short
And there’s no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend

I have always thought
That it’s a crime
So I will ask you once again

Try to see it my way
Only time will tell
If I am right or I am wrong

While you see it your way
There’s a chance that we might
Fall apart before too long
We can work it out
We can work it out

Life is very short
And there’s no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend

I have always thought
That it’s a crime
So I will ask you once again

Try to see it my way
Only time will tell
If I am right or I am wrong

While you see it your way
There’s a chance that we might
Fall apart before too long
We can work it out
We can work it out”

Well, darn, wouldn’t you know it, they were liberals, too… 🙂