Help with a project...need some great protest songs of the '60's era

[greenbriar]

obviously

War What is it good for


ect...



need some more

[BlueEyedSon]

1. i feel like im fixin to die rag - country joe & the fish

masters of war - dylan
where have all the flowers gone - various(?)

[badgerpup]

26. Blowin' in the wind...

Scarborough Fair/Canticle Simon and Garfunkle
Sky Pilot Eric Burden and the Animals
"One Tin Soldier" (title song from Billy Jack)

all I can think of right off the bat...:patriot:

[BlueEyedSon]

37. good calls, also the cream of the crop IMHO

[Tigress DEM]

135. How about Paul Simon's "Loves Me Like a Rock"

It's later than the 60's, but the pRes could take notes and learn something.

I love the part, "And if I was the President (was the President) the minute the congress would call my name... I'd say "Now who do, who do you think you're foolin"?"

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/paul-simon/105964.html

[SharonAnn]

43. Waist Deep in the Big Muddy and The Big Fool Says to Press On

Pete Seger?

[BrotherBuzz]

89. Indeed, by Pete Seeger

planned for the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour in 1967 but CBS objected to the blacklisted Seeger making obvious references to the"big fool" in the White House, finally sung by Seeger on the Comedy Hour in 1968 as the finale in a medley of anti-war songs

Waist Deep In The Big Muddy


It was back in nineteen forty-two,
I was a member of a good platoon.
We were on maneuvers in-a Loozianna,
One night by the light of the moon.
The captain told us to ford a river,
That's how it all begun.
We were -- knee deep in the Big Muddy,
But the big fool said to push on.


The Sergeant said, "Sir, are you sure,
This is the best way back to the base?"
"Sergeant, go on! I forded this river
'Bout a mile above this place.
It'll be a little soggy but just keep slogging.
We'll soon be on dry ground."
We were -- waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool said to push on.


The Sergeant said, "Sir, with all this equipment
No man will be able to swim."
"Sergeant, don't be a Nervous Nellie,"
The Captain said to him.
"All we need is a little determination;
Men, follow me, I'll lead on."
We were -- neck deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool said to push on.


All at once, the moon clouded over,
We heard a gurgling cry.
A few seconds later, the captain's helmet
Was all that floated by.
The Sergeant said, "Turn around men!
I'm in charge from now on."
And we just made it out of the Big Muddy
With the captain dead and gone.


We stripped and dived and found his body
Stuck in the old quicksand.
I guess he didn't know that the water was deeper
Than the place he'd once before been.
Another stream had joined the Big Muddy
'Bout a half mile from where we'd gone.
We were lucky to escape from the Big Muddy
When the big fool said to push on.


Well, I'm not going to point any moral;
I'll leave that for yourself
Maybe you're still walking, you're still talking
You'd like to keep your health.
But every time I read the papers
That old feeling comes on;
We're -- waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.


Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep! Neck deep! Soon even a
Tall man'll be over his head, we're
Waist deep in the Big Muddy!
And the big fool says to push on!


Words and music by Pete Seeger (1967)

[mdmc]

152. good choices

[BlueEyedSon]

2. alice's restaurant - arlo guthrie

[mdmc]

153. arlo

www.arlo.net

[Mythsaje]

3. War Pigs

Black Sabbath.

"Monster," by Steppenwolf.

[BlueEyedSon]

4. whats goin on - marvin gaye

[xiamiam]

29. my favorite...never hear it without feeling it..nt

[BlueEyedSon]

36. 8^)

[misternormal]

48. Hard Rain... Dylan

Your name reminded Me...

"Where are you going, my blue eyed son?"

[BlueEyedSon]

56. Double 8^)

[htuttle]

83. Marvin Gaye did some great ones, some haunting ones

Mercy Mercy Me

Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Where did all the blue sky go?
Poison is the wind that blows
From the north, east, south, and sea
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas
Fish full of mercury
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Radiation in the ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land?
How much more abuse from man can you stand?
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord

[linazelle]

113. Best. Song. Ever. nt

[teriyaki jones]

5. Where have all the flowers gone? n/t

[greenbriar]

6. what is the name of the song where it says Natures way of telling you

somethings wrong!!!

and who sings it

[BlueEyedSon]

13. I just reread the lyrics... quite a stretch to say it's about war

http://www.guntheranderson.com/v/data/naturesw.htm

[proud2BlibKansan]

18. That's a great song though

on a great album.

[greenbriar]

21. doesn't have to be just the war but the essence of the feeling

during the 60's

and the feeling today

[BlueEyedSon]

23. Oh sorry, ill hit you with the civil rights movement next

[TomInTib]

That was done by Spirit...

Randy California's (real name) band in late 60s or 1970.

[orleans]

69. Natures Way by Spirit n/t

[msongs]

7. they're coming to take me away - Napleon 14th --->

now you may think this is not actually a political protest song. You will find it is a good statement on the condition of
the honest people of the USA at this time of peril.

Msongs
www.msongs.com/democratsmugs.htm

[madmom]

8. Country Joe and the Fish..Fixin' to Die Rag...

1,2,3 what are we fightin for
don't ask me I don't give a damn
next stop is viet namm


Reflections of the way life used to be (China Beach)
Eve of Destruction
One Tin Soldier

[Benhurst]

9. Masters of War / Where Have All the Fowers Gone/ We Shall Overcome NT

[flyarm]

10. joe and the country fish..

Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Huh!

Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

[teriyaki jones]

27. That would be Country Joe and the Fish :P

[BlueEyedSon]

31. teriyaki fish and the country joneses

[flyarm]

116. opps thats what i meant and typed it wrong!! ..watching

olympics..and listening to malloy...and i guess my multi tasking was falling apart! lol...fly

[libhill]

82. Change "Viet Nam" to "Middle East",

and that would still be very appropriate today - might not rhyme, though :(

[AlCzervik]

11. "I'd love to change the world" by Ten years after

Population
Keeps on breeding
Nation bleeding
Still more feeding economy


Life is funny
Skies are sunny
Bees make honey
Who needs money, monopoly


I'd love to change the world
But I don't know what to do
So I'll leave it up to you


Oh yeah


World pollution
There's no solution
Institution
Electrocution
Just black or white
Rich or poor
Them and us
Stop the war


I'd love to change the world
But I don't know what to do
So I'll leave it up to you

[Tigress DEM]

143. Joan Baez tunes!

http://www.joanbaez.com

I don't recognize tunes, I've mostly heard her cover other people's songs I guess.

Her own lyrics show she was there trying to repair the damage of war and be a witness.

[MissWaverly]

12. eve of destruction

I really was moved by this song, if you get a chance listen to it. Miss Waverly

By Barry McGuire, 1965
The eastern world it tis explodin',
violence flarin', bullets loadin',
you're old enough to kill but not for votin',
you don't believe in war, what's that gun you're totin',
and even the Jordan river has bodies floatin',
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

http://www.ocap.ca/songs/evedestr.html

[Catchawave]

62. my favorite ! =nt

[MissWaverly]

158. Thanks

maybe I liked it so much because it addressed 2 issues, war and apathy, two problems we still face.

:-)

[proud2BlibKansan]

14. Randy Newman - Political Science

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/political.php

[tyedyeto]

90. Randy Newman...damn, what a great satirist... n/t

[proud2BlibKansan]

94. One of the best

I've been a fan for 35 years.

[tyedyeto]

100. Me, too!

:thumbsup:

[Wordie]

91. A GREAT song!!! Here's the lyrics:

Political Science Lyrics

No one likes us-I don't know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try
But all around, even our old friends put us down
Let's drop the big one and see what happens

We give them money-but are they grateful?
No, they're spiteful and they're hateful
They don't respect us-so let's surprise them
We'll drop the big one and pulverize them

Asia's crowded and Europe's too old
Africa is far too hot
And Canada's too cold
And South America stole our name
Let's drop the big one
There'll be no one left to blame us

We'll save Australia
Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo
We'll build an All American amusement park there
They got surfin', too

Boom goes London and boom Paris
More room for you and more room for me
And every city the whole world round
Will just be another American town
Oh, how peaceful it will be
We'll set everybody free
You'll wear a Japanese kimono
And there'll be Italian shoes for me

They all hate us anyhow
So let's drop the big one now
Let's drop the big one now

I love that song...and Randy Newman!

[greenbriar]

95. Remember "short people"

Short People


Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
To live

They got little hands
Little eyes
They walk around
Tellin' great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet

Well, I don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
`Round here

Short People are just the same
As you and I
(A Fool Such As I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It's A Wonderful World)

Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
To love

They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick 'em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That go beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin' peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
'Round here

[proud2BlibKansan]

103. By Randy's standards

that song is not all that good. The lyrics are wonderful but the melody - yuck.

[Wordie]

109. LOL, yeah. And wasn't there some huge outcry about the song? LOL

[proud2BlibKansan]

101. Oh me too; he's the BEST

Sail Away
Burn On
Leave Your Hat On
Rednecks
My Life is Good
Louisiana 1927 (it's been nice to hear that song so much lately - but sad too)

And the funny thing is the song I like the least is Short People - his only real hit.

[tmooses]

15. I ain't marchin anymore by Phil Ochs and, Oh Yes, how bout

these? http://www.zmag.org/Songs/songarchive.htm

[globalvillage]

16. For What It's Worth n/t

[BlueEyedSon]

I always thought that was about Kent State & other protests at home

[greenbriar]

32. OHIO by CSN is about Kent State

Written by David Crosby after the massacre

[BlueEyedSon]

38. thats a "fer sure"

[shadowknows69]

122. Neil Young actually

n/t

[Canuckistanian]

17. The Middle Class Liberal Well Intentioned Blues

One of my faves.

[teriyaki jones]

19. Phil Ochs

"White Boots Marching in a Yellow Land" and a lot of the rest of his stuff as well.

. . . and the song the above poster was groping for was, in fact, "Nature's Way" by Spirit. Loved that album!

[Wordie]

68. Welcome to DU, teriyaki jones!

:hi:

Phil Ochs was great!

[evlbstrd]

20. This was broadcast on PBS.

http://www.pbs.org/wnet/getupstandup/index.html

"Get Up, Stand Up, The Story of Pop and Protest"

[wovenpaint]

22. Buffalo Springfield

For What It's Worth

Also check out Phil Ochs catalog of work

[BlueEyedSon]

24. seconded on the Ochs... much material there

[Wordie]

73. I just found a compilation of Phil Ochs lyrics...

Here:
http://www.cs.pdx.edu/~trent/ochs/lyrics.html

[WA98296]

25. Eve of Destruction, 1965 -- Here's the Lyrics

Eve Of Destruction
By Barry McGuire, 1965


The eastern world it tis explodin',
violence flarin', bullets loadin',
you're old enough to kill but not for votin',
you don't believe in war, what's that gun you're totin',
and even the Jordan river has bodies floatin',
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say?
Can't you see the fear that I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no running away,
There'll be noone to save with the world in a grave,
take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy,
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin',
I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin',
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
handful of Senators don't pass legislation,
and marches alone can't bring integration,
when human respect is disintegratin',
this whole crazy world is just too frustratin',
and you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China!
Tehn take a look around to Selma, Alabama!
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space,
but when your eturn, it's the same old place,
the poundin' of the drums, th pride and disgrace,
you can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace,
hate your next-door-neighbour, but don't forget to say grace,
and you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

[BlueEyedSon]

28. happy xmas/war is over - j lenon, all you need is love - beatles

[BlueEyedSon]

30. last night i had the strangest dream - peter paul & mary (?)

[spanone]

58. It's also on the current Garth Brooks album.

[Poiuyt]

33. Waist Deep in the Big Muddy by Pete Seeger

I remember this as being a very controversial song. The Smothers Brothers fought CBS to get it on their show. After much publicity, the CBS censors finally relented, but as I recall, it was the cause of the show being taken off the air. The song is an allegory to getting more and more involved in Viet Nam, the "big fool" mentioned in the song was Nixon.

[kineneb]

34. some more

For What its Worth-Buffalo Springfield
War Pigs / Iron Man - Black Sabbath
Fortunate Son- Creedence Clearwater Revival (John Fogerty)
Hip Deep in the Big Muddy - Pete Seeger
Handsom Johnny- Richie Havens
The Times They are A-changin' - Bob Dylan

...just off the top of my head...

[Warpy]

35. Check out some of the artists, instead

Tom Paxton
Bob Dylan
Phil Ochs
Country Joe McDonald
Pete Seeger

You can't go wrong with these guys.

Holly Near came later, but her stuff holds up well.

[HockeyMom]

39. I Keep Hearing on the Radio NOW - "We Don't Get Fooled Again"

The Who.

I'll tip my hat to the New Constitution
Take a bow for the New Revolution
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and Pray
We DON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN.

[BlueEyedSon]

151. "you know, in texas we have a sayin'.... fool me once, shame on you..."

[HeeBGBz]

40. What's Going On

Fortunate Son
With God on Our Side
Something in the Air

[Hardrada]

41. The Universal Soldier

by Donovan (a really good one).

[littlefrieda]

42. Couple of oldies plus a new one

Ohio
Neil Young (1970)



Tin Soldiers And Nixon's Bombing
We're Finally On Our Own
This Summer I Hear The Drumming
Four Dead In Ohio

Gotta Get Down To It
Soldiers Are Gunning Us Down
Should Of Been Done Long Ago
What If You Knew Her And
Found Her Dead On The Ground
How Can You Run When You Know

La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La

Tin Soldiers And Nixon's Bombing
We're Finally On Our Own
This Summer I Hear The Drumming
Four Dead In Ohio

Four Dead In Ohio
Four Dead In Ohio
Four Dead In Ohio




THE DOORS Song Lyrics

Peace Frog
(From the album "MORRISON HOTEL")

There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles,
Blood in the streets it's up to my knee;
Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago,
Blood on the rise, it's following me,
Just about the break of day
She came, then she drove away, sunlight in her hair

Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness
Blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh
The river runs down the legs of the city;
The women are crying red rivers of weeping
She came in town and then she drove away,
sunlight in her hair

Indians scattered on dawn's highway
Bleeding ghosts crowd the young child's fragile
Egg-shell mind

Blood in the streets of the town of New Haven;
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer;
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as the chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation;
Blood is the rose of mysterious union

There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets it's up to my knee;
Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago,
Blood on the rise, it's following me






THE ROLLING STONES lyrics - "Sweet Neo Con"


You call yourself a Christian
I think that you're a hypocrite
You say you are a patriot
I think that you're a crock of shit

And listen now, the gasoline
I drink it every day
But it's getting very pricey
And who is going to pay

How come you're so wrong
My sweet neo con.... Yeah

It's liberty for all
'Cause democracy's our style
Unless you are against us
Then it's prison without trial

But one thing that is certain
Life is good at Haliburton
If you're really so astute
You should invest at Brown & Root.... Yeah

How come you're so wrong
My sweet neo con
If you turn out right
I'll eat my hat tonight

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....

It's getting very scary
Yes, I'm frightened out of my wits
There's bombers in my bedroom
Yeah and it's giving me the shits

We must have lots more bases
To protect us from our foes
Who needs these foolish friendships
We're going it alone

How come you're so wrong
My sweet neo con
Where's the money gone
In the Pentagon

Yeah ha ha ha
Yeah, well, well

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Neo con

[livetohike]

44. Welcome to DU!

:hi:

[littlefrieda]

47. Thanks :-)

[misternormal]

45. I love protest songs...

The times they are a' changin'... Dylan

Eve of Destruction...

War Pigs... Ozzy

[greenbriar]

46. thanks~~

you all named the very songs I was lookin for!

In a technology class for graduate hours. Have to put together a still film to music.

My storyboard.

Nixon/bush, protest then/protest now, vietnam/iraq ect...

12 slides of each and at the end of each a stop the war pict.

[littlefrieda]

49. power point? n/t

[greenbriar]

51. no, windows movie maker

pretty snazzy little program

[globalvillage]

54. Save frequently

It tends to lock up.

[greenbriar]

57. thanks for the advice

.

this is new to me.

but it will be cool to learn and use in my classroom

[globalvillage]

60. I'm no expert by any stretch

but I have a lot of fun with it.
Will you post it for us to see?

Mine are here

http://globalvillage.neptune.com/

[greenbriar]

76. yea, when I get it done...will take a while

but I will

[misternormal]

53. There once was...

A video montage of war stills from Viet Nam, that was timed to the drum solo from In-a-gadda-da-vida..

Anyone remeber that one???

Wish I could find it.

[tyedyeto]

111. Brings back memories...sigh n/t

[Trajan]

128. yeah .... wow .. I do remember that ....

FUCK we are so old now .. eh ?

That was a striking short; very stark images ... very quick paced ...

[badgerpup]

66. Here's more...

Knew the old brain would toss up some more, given time...
Tom Lehrer's So Long, Mom, I'm Off To Drop The Bomb!
and We'll All Go Together When We Go.

Think Cat Stevens might have had something appropriate also, but not sure.

Oh yes...that old Irish perennial...Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye.
We know the tune as When Johnny comes Marching Home Again but the original lyrics are very different. They are not all about a 'hearty welcome' and 'feeling gay'.
They are the words of a woman who can barely recognize her handsome, loving, dancing husband in the blinded, battered, crippled wreck who comes home from the war.
Sound familiar?

[livetohike]

50. Here's two- Gordon Lightfoot's Patriot's Dream and Hendrix's Machine Gun

The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The patriot's dream is as old as the sky
It lives in the lust of a cold callous lie
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years

The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

Well there was a sad, sad lady
Weeping all night long
She received a sad, sad message
From a voice on the telephone
Her children were all sleeping
As she waited out the dawn
How could she tell those children
That their father was shot down
So she took them to her side that day
And she told them one by one
Your father was a good man ten thousand miles from home
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, I hope he's treated well

Well there was a young girl watching in the early afternoon
When she heard the name of someone who said he'd be home soon
And she wondered how they got him, but the papers did not tell
There would be no sweet reunion, there would be no wedding bells
So she took herself into her room and she turned the bed sheets down
And she cried into the silken folds of her new wedding gown
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, I hope he's treated well

Well there was an old man sitting in his mansion on the hill
And he thought of his good fortune and the time he'd yet o kill
Well he called to his wife one day, "Come sit with me awhile"
Then turning toward the sunset, he smiled a wicked smile
"Well I'd like to say I'm sorry for the sinful deeds I've done
But let me first remind you, I'm a patriotic son"
They tried to do their duty and it took 'em straight to hell
They might be in some prison, I hope they're treated well

The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years

The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

Jimi Hendrix - Machine Gun

JIMI HENDRIX
Machine Gun


"happy new year first of all. I hope we'll have
A million or two million more of them... if we
Can get over this summer, he he he. right I'd
Like to dedicate this one to the draggin' scene
That's goin' on all the soldiers that are fightin'
In chicago, milwaukee and new york... oh yeas, and
All the soldiers fightin' in vietnam. like to do
A thing called 'machine gun'."

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though we're only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight lik a bomber
(you know what I mean)
Hey and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber now
Yeah but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down baby
You'll be going just the same
Three times the pain
And your own self to blame
Hey machine gun

Oooooooooo

I ain't afraid of your mess no more, babe
I ain't afraid no more
After a while your your cheap talk don't evern cause me pain
So let your bullets fly like rain

'cause I know all the time you're wrong baby
And you'll be goin' just the same
Yeah machine gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah yeah alright
Tearing my family apart

Don't you shoot him down
He's about to leave here
Don't you shoot him down
He's got to stay here
He ain't going nowhere
He's been shot down to the ground
Oh where he can't survive no no

Yeah that's what we don't wanna hear any more, alright
No bullets
At least here, huh huh
No guns, no bombs
Huh huh
No nothin', just let's all live and live
You know instead of killin'

[nofurylike]

52. The Great Mandella (The Wheel of Life)

The Great Mandella (The Wheel of Life)
By Peter Yarrow

So I told him that he'd better shut his mouth
And do his job like a man.
And he answered "Listen, Father,
I will never kill another."
He thinks he's better
than his brother that died
What the hell does he think he's doing
To his father who brought him up right?

(Chorus)

Take your place on The Great Mandella
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now you must choose now
And if you lose you're only losing your life.

Tell the jailer not to bother
With his meal of bread and water today.
He is fasting 'til the killing's over
He's a martyr, he thinks he's a prophet.
But he's a coward, he's just playing a game
He can't do it, he can't change it
It's been going on for ten thousand years

(Chorus)

Tell the people they are safe now
Hunger stopped him, he lies still in his cell.
Death has gagged his accusations
We are free now, we can kill now,
We can hate now, now we can end the world
We're not guilty, he was crazy
And it's been going on for ten thousand years!

Take your place on The Great Mandella
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now you must choose now
And if you lose you've only wasted your life.

***

peace and solidarity

[tabasco]

55. Fortunate Son

Creeence Clearwater Revival

[fknobbit]

114. Forest Gump theme, and a great one.

[catnhatnh]

59. Crosby Stills Nash and Young

"Chicago"-about the 68 GOP convention

Though your brothers bound and gagged and they've chained him to his chair,
Won't you please come to Chicago just to sing?
In a land that's known as "Freedom" how can such a thing be fair?
Won't you please come to Chicago or else join the other side?

[Wordie]

61. Four Dead in Ohio...Crosby, Stills & Nash.

Crosby Stills Nash Young - Four Dead In Ohio Lyrics

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'.
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drummin'.
Four dead in Ohio.

Gotta get down to it.
Soldiers are gunning us down.
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her and
Found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

Gotta get down to it.
Soldiers are cutting us down.
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her and
Found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'.
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drummin'.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.

http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Crosby-Stills-Nash-Young/Four-Dead-In-Ohio.html

I think you'd have to have lived through those times to really understand the impact of that song.

[LizW]

63. "People, Let's Stop the War" Grand Funk Railroad n/t

[nofurylike]

64. The Sun Is Burning

The Sun Is Burning
By Simon and Garfunkel

The sun is burning in the sky
Strands of clouds go slowly drifting by
In the park the lazy breeze
Are joining in the flowers, among the trees
And the sun burns in the sky

Now the sun is in the West
Little kids go home to take their rest
And the couples in the park
Are holdin' hands and waitin' for the dark
And the sun is in the West

Now the sun is sinking low
Children playin' know it's time to go
High above a spot appears
A little blossom blooms and then draws near
And the sun is sinking low

Now the sun has come to Earth
Shrouded in a mushroom cloud of death
Death comes in a blinding flash
Of hellish heat and leaves a smear of ash
And the sun has come to Earth

Now the sun has disappeared
All is darkness, anger, pain and fear
Twisted, sightless wrecks of men
Go groping on their knees and cry in pain
And the sun has disappeared

***

(hope they're correct. very near, at least)


peace and solidarity!

[littlefrieda]

65. Dylan's "Infidels" is a must listen to for your project.

Neighborhood Bully

Well, the neighborhood bully, he's just one man
His enemies say he's on their land
They got him outnumbered about a million to one
He got no place to escape to, no place to run

He's the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully he just lives to survive
He's criticized and condemned for being alive
He's not supposed to fight back, he's supposed to have thick skin
He's supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in
He's the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land
He's wandered the earth an exiled man
Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn
He's always on trial for just being born
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized
Old women condemned him, said he could apologize
Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad
The bombs were meant for him. He was supposed to feel bad
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, the chances are against it, and the odds are slim
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
'Cause there's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back
And a licence to kill him is given out to every maniac
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, he got no allies to really speak of
What he gets he must pay for, he don't get it out of love
He buys obsolete weapons and he won't be denied
But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease
Now, they wouldn't hurt a fly. To hurt one they would weep
They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep
He's the neighborhood bully.
Every empire that's enslaved him is gone
Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon
He's made a garden of paradise in the desert sand
In bed with nobody, under no one's command
He's the neighborhood bully.

Now his holiest books have been trampled upon
No contract that he signed was worth that what it was written on
He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth
Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health
He's the neighborhood bully.

What's anybody indebted to him for ?
Nothing, they say. He just likes to cause war
Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed
They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed
He's the neighborhood bully.

What has he done to wear so many scars ?
Does he change the course of rivers ? Does he pollute the moon and stars ?
Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill
Running out the clock, time standing still
Neighborhood bully.




License To Kill



Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will

Oh, man has invented his doom
First step was touching the moon.

Now there's a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill ?

Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill
Then they bury him with stars
Sell his body like they do used cars.

Now, there's a woman on my block
She just sit there facing the hill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill ?

Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
All he believe are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies.

But there's a woman on my block
Sitting there in a cold chill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill ?

Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
Leave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a plot
That might be all that you got
'Til your error you clearly learn.

Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled
Oh, man is opposed to fair play
He wants it all and he wants it his way.

Now, there's a woman on my blocks
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill ?




Man Of Peace

Look out your window, baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch
The band is playing "Dixie", a man got his hand outstretched
Could be the Father
Could be the local priest
You know sometimes Satan, you know he comes as a man of peace.

He got a sweet gift of gab, he got a harmonious tongue
He knows every song of love that ever has been sung
Good intentions can be evil
Both hands can be full of grease
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

Well, first he's in the background, and then he's in the front
Both eyes are looking like they're on a rabbit hunt
Nobody can see through him
No, not even the Chief of Police
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

Well, he catch you when you're hoping for a glimpse of the sun
Catch you when your troubles feel like they weigh a ton
He could be standing next to you
The person that you'd notice least
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull
I can smell something cooking
I can tell there's going to be a feast
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

He's a great humanitarian, he's great philanthropist
He knows just where to touch you honey, and how you like to be kissed
He'll put both his arms around you
You can feel the tender touch of the beast
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

Well, the howling wolf will howl tonight, the king snake will crawl
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall
Wanna get married ? Do it now
Tomorrow all activity will cease
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
Somewhere Mama's weeping for her blue-eyed boy
She's holding them little white shoes and that little broken toy
And he's following a star
The same one them three men followed from the East
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.




Union Sundown

Well, my shoes, they comes from Singapore
My flashlight's from Taiwan
My tablecloth's from Malayisia
My belt buckle's from the Amazon
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines

And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy making thirty cents a day.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the USA
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong
And the pearls are from Japan
Well, the dog collar's from India
And the flower pot's from Pakistan
All the furniture it said "Made in Brazil"
Where a woman, she slaved for sure
Bringing home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve
You know, that's a lot of money to her.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the USA
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Well, you know, lots of people complaining that there is no work
I say, "Why you say that for
When nothing you got is US made ?"
They don't make nothing here no more
You know, capitalism is above the law
It say, "it don't count 'less it sells"
When it costs too much to build it at home
You just build it cheaper someplace else.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the USA
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.
Well, the job that you used to have
They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador
The unions are big business, friend
And they're going out like a dinosaur
They used to grow food in Kansas
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw
I can see the day coming when even your home garden
Is gonna be against the law.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the USA
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Democracy don't rule the world
You'd better get that in your head
This world is ruled by violence
But I guess that's better left unsaid
From Broadway to the Milky Way
That's a lot of territory indeed
And a man's gonna do what he has to do
When he's got a hungry mouth to feed.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the USA
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

[Jim Lane]

67. "White Bird", by Melanie (n/t)

[littlefrieda]

Looking over this whole thread

is giving me chills and takin' me back.

[deek]

70. Free peace MP3s

from site:

A Better World is Possible
Envision waking up to it someday
100's of Inspiring Songs
All FREE
Just
Spread the word
Send these songs to friends
Burn 50 CDs and pass 'em out
Enlighten Yourself and Friends Today ! - ))
Peace Now

http://www.benfrank.net/nuke/Free_Peace_mp3s.html

[Warchild]

144. PROTEST-RECORDS.COM

http://www.protest-records.com/mp3/index.html

[Warchild]

145. Masters Of War

[Lydia Leftcoast]

71. Come Away, Melinda

A real oldie

Mommy, mommy, come and look
See what I have found
A little way away from here
While digging in the ground
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
Its nothing but a picture book
They had before the war

Mommy, mommy, come and see
Oh, mommy come and look
There's five or six Melinda girls
Inside this picture book
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
There were lots of little girls like you
Before they had the war

Mommy, mommy, come and see
Oh, mommy hurry, do
There's someone grown up very tall
Who doesn't look like you
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
Your father was a man like him
Before they had the war

Mommy, mommy, come and see
Such things I've never seen
There's happy faces all around
And now the ground is green
Come away Melinda
Come in and close the door
That's just the way it used to be
Before they had the war

[Catchawave]

72. One Tin Soldier

One Tin Soldier


Listen children to a story that was written long ago
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain, and the valley folk below
On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone
And the valley people swore they'd have it for their very own.

(Chorus:)
Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing, come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after - one tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill
Asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for which they'd kill
Came an answer from the kingdom: "With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there.

Chorus
Now the valley cried with anger, mount your horses, draw your sword!
And they killed the mountain people, so they won their just reward
Now they stood beside the treasure on the mountain dark and red
Turned the stone and looked beneath it -
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.

Chorus

[orleans]

74. This was a Great Song--A One Hit Wonder (I think)

Artist: Timmy Thomas Lyrics
Song: Why Can't We Live Together Lyrics

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why.
Why can't we live together?
Tell me why, tell me why.
Why can't we live together?

Everybody wants to live together.
Why can't we be together?

No more war, no more war, no more war...
Just a little peace.
No more war, no more war.
All we want is some peace in this world.

Everybody wants to live together.
Why can't we be together?

No matter, no matter what colour.
You are still my brother.
I said no matter, no matter what colour.
You are still my brother.

Everybody wants to live together
Why can't we be together?

Everybody wants to live.
Everybody's got to be together.

Everybody wants to live.
Everybody's going to be together.

Everybody's got to be together.
Everybody wants to be together.

I said no matter, no matter what colour.
You're still my brother.
I said no matter, no matter what colour.
You're still my brother.

Everybody wants to live together.
Why can't we be together?

Gotta live together...
Together.

[orleans]

75. Also--this was a Great Song

(i don't know who recorded it/a friend of mine used to play it on her guitar and we'd sing it)

called LITTLE GIRL OF HIROSHIMA

I came and stand at every door but none can hear my silent tread I knock, but remain unseen for I am dead, for I am dead.

I'm only seven, though I died In Hiroshima long ago I'm seven now as I was then When children die They do not grow old.

I need no fruit, I need no rice I need no food, not even bread I ask for nothing for myself for I am dead, for I am dead.

All that I ask is for peace. You fight today. You fight today So that the children of the world May live and grow and laugh and play.

[greenbriar]

77. this should be on the greatest...most resonses I have ever had

thanks all for the help

[teriyaki jones]

81. I think we're getting misty-eyed nostalgic . . .

FOR THE *NIXON* ERA!!!

How sad is that a commentary on the times in which we now live?

[Clara T]

78. Cops of the World- Phil Ochs

Phil Ochs

Cops of the World
Written by Phil Ochs

Come, get out of the way, boys
Quick, get out of the way
You'd better watch what you say, boys
Better watch what you say
We've rammed in your harbor and tied
to your port
And our pistols are hungry and our
tempers are short
So bring your daughters around to the port
'Cause we're the Cops of the World boys
We're the Cops of the World

We pick and choose as please, boys
Pick and choose as please
You'd best get down on your knees, boys
Best get down on your knees
We're hairy and horny and ready to shack
We don't care if you're yellow or black
Just take off your clothes and lie down on your back
'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys
We're the Cops of the World

Our boots are needing a shine, boys
Boots are needing a shine
But our Coca-cola is fine, boys
Coca-cola is fine
We've got to protect all our citizens fair
So we'll send a battalion for everyone there
And maybe we'll leave in a couple of years
'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys
We're the Cops of the World

Dump the reds in a pile, boys
Dump the reds in a pile
You'd better wipe of that smile, boys
Better wipe off that smile
We'll spit through the streets of the
cities we wreck
We'll find you a leader that you can't elect
Those treaties we signed were a pain in the neck
'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys
We're the Cops of the World

Clean the johns with a rag, boys
Clean the johns with a rag
If you like you can use your flag, boys
If you like you can use your flag
We've got too much money we're looking for toys
And guns will be guns and boys will be boys
But we'll gladly pay for all we destroy
'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys
We're the Cops of the World

Please stay off of the grass, boys
Please stay off of the grass
Here's a kick in the ass, boys
Here's a kick in the ass
We'll smash down your doors, we
don't bother to knock
We've done it before, so why all the shock?
We're the biggest and toughest kids on the block
'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys
We're the Cops of the World

When we butchered your son, boys
When we butchered your son
Have a stick of our gum, boys
Have a stick of our bubble-gum
We own half the world, oh say can you see
The name for our profits is democracy
So, like it or not, you will have to be free
'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys
We're the Cops of the World

Click Here to Listen In:
http://www.protestmusic.org/ochs/

[htuttle]

79. "Volunteers" by Jefferson Airplane was something of an anthem

Volunteers

Look what’s happening out in the streets
Got a revolution got to revolution

Hey I’m dancing down the streets
Got a revolution got to revolution

Ain’t it amazing all the people I meet
Got a revolution got to revolution

One generation got old
One generation got soul
This generation got no destination to hold
Pick up the cry

Hey now it’s time for you and me
Got a revolution got to revolution

Come on now we’re marching to the sea
Got a revolution got to revolution

Who will take it from you
We will and who are we
We are volunteers of america
(repeats...)

[esvhicl]

80. Best protest song ever--As true now as in 1969

The Fiddle and the Drum by Joni Mitchell

And so once again
My dear Johnny my dear friend
And so once again you are fightin' us all
And when I ask you why
You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
Oh, my friend
How did you come
To trade the fiddle for the drum
You say I have turned
Like the enemies you've earned
But I can remember
All the good things you are
And so I ask you please
Can I help you find the peace and the star
Oh, my friend
What time is this
To trade the handshake for the fist

And so once again
Oh, America my friend
And so once again
You are fighting us all
And when we ask you why
You raise your sticks and cry and we fall
Oh, my friend
How did you come
To trade the fiddle for the drum

You say we have turned
Like the enemies you've earned
But we can remember
All the good things you are
And so we ask you please
Can we help you find the peace and the star
Oh my friend
We have all come
To fear the beating of your drum

[teriyaki jones]

84. Sung a capella

Gives me chills thinking about it.

[badgerpup]

97. The Patriot Game....

Come all you young rebels, and list while I sing
For the love of one's country is a terrible thing.
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame,
And makes us all part of The Patriot Game.

My name is O'Hanlon, I've just gone sixteen.
My home is in Monagh, it's where I was weaned.
I've lived all my life cruel, and England to blame,
And so I'm a part of The Patriot Game.

It's barely two years since I wandered away
With the local battalion of the bold IRA
I'd read of heroes and wanted the same,
to play my own part in The Patriot Game.

And now as I lie here, my body all holes,
I think of those traitors, who bargained and sold.
I would that my rifle had given the same
to those quislings who sold out The Patriot Game.


Sniff...trust the Irish for really sad songs...:cry:

[Carni]

85. AN AWESOME TUNE -"Almost cut my hair"

This was my fave song in Highschool in the late 70's although it was about the 60's era/Vietnam (I think anyway)

The lyrics pale compared to hearing the song--it's a classic and so apppropriate for today's whacked out BS (with the exception of the hairdo thing lol)

David Crosby
Almost Cut My Hair

Almost cut my hair
Happened just the other day
It's gettin' kind of long
I could've said it was in my way

But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
And I feel like I owe it, yeah ... to someone, yeah

Well, must be because I had the flu this Christmas
Oh, yeah and I'm not feeling up to par
Oh, I tell you baby this increases my paranoia
Yeah, like looking in my mirror and seeing a police car

Well, well, I'm not, I'm not giving in an inch to fear
Well, you know I've promised myself this year
Well, I feel oh, like I owe it, I owe, I owe it to someone
Oh ... like I owe it to someone



Oh, yes when I get myself together
Yeah, you can find me in that sunny southern weather, yeah

I'm goin' to find a space inside a laugh, yes
Separate the wheat from some chaff
Oh, and I feel ...
Like I owe it, yeah ... to someone
---------------
http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/view/david_crosby/almost_cut_my_hair/

[littlefrieda]

99. sigh..so many songs...i'm a little teary

you have no idea how your song offering has touched me tonight, like so many others here. But yours...an anthem for one no longer here. Thanks for nudging a memory.

[Carni]

107. That was one very cool song

And you are most welcome!

OK on edit are you lamenting because you're sporting a wrap around and dating Jeff Gannon?

If not welcome to DU.

[littlefrieda]

119. :-)

thanks for the welcome....wrap around/jeff gannon...that was funny

[Blue_In_AK]

137. Hey, guess what?

I've stopped cutting my hair -- AGAIN. I'm not cutting it until the war is over and ** and his cronies are gone forever. It's to my waist now - I hope it doesn't start dragging on the floor. :(

[catnhatnh]

86. Also....

I shall be released.....by The Band
San Francisco/(flowers in your hair)...Scott McKenzie
Woodstock...any version
Candles in the Rain/Lay Down......Melanie
Peace Train....Cat Stevens
Imagine...Lennon
Dancing in the Moonlight....King Harvest

Well,maybe not the last one got caught in my brain and I had to put it somewhere....

[WillyT]

87. Quicksilver Messenger Service: What About Me !!!

Lyrics:

(Released December of 1970)

You poisoned my sweet water.
You cut down my green trees.
The food you fed my children
Was the cause of their disease.

My world is slowly fallin' down
And the airs not good to breathe.
And those of us who care enough,
We have to do something.......

(Chorus)
Oh.......oh What you gonna do about me?
Oh.......oh What you gonna do about me?

Your newspapers,
They just put you on.
They never tell you
The whole story.

They just put your
Young ideas down.
I was wonderin' could this be the end
Of your pride and glory?

(Chorus)

I work in your factory.
I study in your schools.
I fill your penitentiaries.
And your military too!

And I feel the future trembling,
As the word is passed around.
"If you stand up for what you do believe,
Be prepared to be shot down."

(Chorus)

And I feel like a stranger
In the land where I was born
And I live like an outlaw.
An' I'm always on the run..........................

An Im always getting busted
And I got to take a stand........
I believe the revolution
Must be mighty close at hand.......................

(Chorus)

I smoke marijuana
But I cant get behind your wars.
And most of what I do believe
Is against most of your laws

I'm a fugitive from injustice
But I'm goin' to be free.
Cause your rules and regulations
They dont do the thing for me

(Chorus)

And I feel like a stranger
In the land where I was born
And I live just like an outlaw.
An' I'm always on the run.

:smoke::hippie::smoke:

:hi:

Tell me that those words don't still apply today.

:shrug:

[WillyT]

96. Temptations: Ball Of Confusion !!!

Lyrics:

Eddie:
People moving out, people moving in.
Why, because of the color of their skin.
Run, run, run but you sure can't hide.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Vote for me and I'll set you free.
Rap on, brother, rap on.

Dennis:
Well, the only person talking about love thy brother is the...(preacher.)
And it seems nobody's interested in learning but the...(teacher.)
Segregation, determination, demonstration, intergration,
Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to our nation.

Ball of confusion.
Oh yeah, that's what the world is today.
Woo, hey, hey.

Paul:
The sale of pills are at an all time high.
Young folks walking round with their heads in the sky.
The cities ablaze in the summer time.

And oh, the beat goes on.

Dennis:
Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul.
Shooting rockets to the moon, kids growing up too soon.
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything.

Melvin:
And the band played on.

So, round and around and around we go.
Where the world's headed, nobody knows.



Oh, great googalooga, can't you hear me talking to you.
Just a ball of confusion.
Oh yeah, that's what the world is today.
Woo, hey, hey.

Eddie:
Fear in the air, tension everywhere.
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatles new record's a gas.

Dennis:
And the only safe place to live is on an indian reservation.

Melvin:
And the band played on.

Eve of destruction, tax deduction, city inspectors, bill collectors,
Mod clothes in demand, population out of hand, suicide, too many bills,
Hippies moving to the hills. People all over the world are shouting, 'End the war.'

Melvin:
And the band played on.



Great googalooga, can't you hear me talking to you.
Sayin'... ball of confusion.
That's what the world is today, hey, hey.

Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya.
Sayin'... ball of confusion.
That's what the world is today, hey, hey.
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya.
Sayin'... ball of confusion.

:bounce::hi::bounce:

[Blue_In_AK]

139. Have another HIT ...

...of sweet California sunshine. :hippie: I hadn't thought about those guys for a long time.

[catnhatnh]

88. OOH,OOH

also Simon and Garfunkel...I forget the name but they sing Silent Night while news of the Vietnam war and domestic protests plays in the background....

[carpetbagger]

92. Country Joe "Untitled Protest", Yes "Harold Land"

Untitled Protest
www.countryjoe.com/col15.ram

Red and swollen tears tumble from her eyes
While cold silver birds who came to cruise the skies
Send death down to bend and twist her tiny hands
And then proceed to target "B" in keeping with their plans
Khaki priests of Christendom interpreters of love
Ride a stone Leviathan across a sea of blood
And pound their feet into the sand of shores they've never seen
Delegates from the western land to join the death machine
And we send cards and letters.

The oxen lie beside the road their bodies baked in mud
And fat flies chew out their eyes then bathe themselves in blood
And super heroes fill the skies, tally sheets in hand
Yes, keeping score in times of war takes a superman
The junk crawls past hidden death its cargo shakes inside
And soldier children hold their breath and kill them as they hide
And those who took so long to learn the subtle ways of death
Lie and bleed in paddy mud with questions on their breath
And we send prayers and praises.


"Harold Land"

Harold Land with a wave of his hand said goodbye to all that.
He paid his bills and stopped the milk, then put on his hat.
He tried to say his last farewells as quickly as he could,
Promising that he would return, but doubted that he would,
Doubted that he would, doubted.

Now he's marching soldiers in the rain as on to war they rode.
A long thin line of human mind, damnation as their load.
In the mud in coldness dark, he'd shiver out his fear,
What disappointing sights he'd seen instead of ones so dear,
Instead of ones so dear, so dear.

Going home, He's going home to the land he loved so well.
Going home, He fought for two years, never fell.
Going home, He's going home,
Going home. He's going home.

Harold Land with a wave of his hand stood sadly on the stage,
Clutching red ribbons from a badge, but he didn't look his age.
Only two years had passed between his leaving home and back;
He had lost his love and youth while leading the attack, leading the attack.

In conversation it could be said,
Well after war your heart is dead.
Well it's not hard to understand,
There is no heart in Harold Land.

[MrBenchley]

154. Country Joe also set Robert Service anti-war poems to music

It's a great album (and yes, that IS the "Bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute Saloon" guy....

Far and near, high and clear,
Hark to the call of War!
Over the gorse and the golden dells,
Ringing and swinging of clamorous bells,
Praying and saying of wild farewells:
War! War! War!

High and low, all must go:
Hark to the shout of War!
Leave to the women the harvest yield;
Gird ye, men, for the sinister field;
A sabre instead of a scythe to wield:
War! Red War!

Rich and poor, lord and boor,
Hark to the blast of War!
Tinker and tailor and millionaire,
Actor in triumph and priest in prayer,
Comrades now in the hell out there,
Sweep to the fire of War!

Prince and page, sot and sage,
Hark to the roar of War!
Poet, professor and circus clown,
Chimney-sweeper and fop o' the town,
Into the pot and be melted down:
Into the pot of War!

Women all, hear the call,
The pitiless call of War!
Look your last on your dearest ones,
Brothers and husbands, fathers, sons:
Swift they go to the ravenous guns,
The gluttonous guns of War.

Everywhere thrill the air
The maniac bells of War.
There will be little of sleeping to-night;
There will be wailing and weeping to-night;
Death's red sickle is reaping to-night:
War! War! War!

[PsN2Wind]

93. Seven O'Clock News/Silent Night

Paul Simon.
Edited to complete title.

[tyedyeto]

98. Check out McKendree Spring

An obscure band but heavyweights such as James Taylor and Neil Young had an interest.

My s/o, who served in Vietnam, tears up when listening to their songs.

On edit: to listen to clips go here:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0000011WM/qid=1140584274/sr=2-2/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_2/103-5936632-8399047?s=music&v=glance&n=5174

[Nicole]

102. Imagine n/t

[Blue_In_AK]

104. Universal Soldier - Buffy Ste. Marie

He's five feet two and he's six feet four
He fights with missiles and with spears
He's all of 31 and he's only 17
He's been a soldier for a thousand years

He's a Catholic, a Hindu, an atheist, a Jain,
a Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew
and he knows he shouldn't kill
and he knows he always will
kill you for me my friend and me for you

And he's fighting for Canada,
he's fighting for France,
he's fighting for the USA,
and he's fighting for the Russians
and he's fighting for Japan,
and he thinks we'll put an end to war this way

And he's fighting for Democracy
and fighting for the Reds
He says it's for the peace of all
He's the one who must decide
who's to live and who's to die
and he never sees the writing on the walls

But without him how would Hitler have
condemned him at Dachau
Without him Caesar would have stood alone
He's the one who gives his body
as a weapon to a war
and without him all this killing can't go on

He's the universal soldier and he
really is to blame
His orders come from far away no more
They come from here and there, and you and me
and brothers can't you see
this is not the way we put an end to war.

[welshTerrier2]

105. the fiddle and the drum - Joni Mitchell

And so once again
My dear Johnny my dear friend
And so once again you are fightin' us all
And when I ask you why
You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
Oh, my friend
How did you come
To trade the fiddle for the drum
You say I have turned
Like the enemies you've earned
But I can remember
All the good things you are
And so I ask you please
Can I help you find the peace and the star
Oh, my friend
What time is this
To trade the handshake for the fist
And so once again
Oh, America my friend
And so once again
You are fighting us all
And when we ask you why
You raise your sticks and cry and we fall
Oh, my friend
How did you come
To trade the fiddle for the drum
You say we have turned
Like the enemies you've earned
But we can remember
All the good things you are
And so we ask you please
Can we help you find the peace and the star
Oh my friend
We have all come
To fear the beating of your drum

[welshTerrier2]

106. Handsome Johnny

HANDSOME JOHNNY
(written by: Lou Gossett / Richie Havens)

Richie Havens

Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Concord?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand,
Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war.

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Gettysburg?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand,
Marching to the Gettysburg war, hey marching to the Gettysburg war.

Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Dunkirk?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand,
Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war.

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Korea?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M1 in his hand,
Marching to the Korean war, hey marching to the Korean war.

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Vietnam?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15,
Marching to the Vietnam war, hey marching to the Vietnam war.

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Birmingham?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist,
Marching to the Birmingham war, hey marching to the Birmingham war.

Hey, it's a long hard road, it's a long hard road,
It's a long hard road, before we'll be free.

Hey, what's the use of singing this song, some of you are not even listening.
Tell me what it is we've got to do: wait for our fields to start glistening,
Wait for the bullets to start whistling.
Here comes a hydrogen bomb, here comes a guided missile,
Here comes a hydrogen bomb: I can almost hear its whistle.

[Bigmack]

108. "Once I was..." by Tim Buckley

Once I was a soldier, and I fought on foreign sands for you...... sometimes I wonder... just for a while... If you remember me."

Tears for fallen friends every fucking time.

[welshTerrier2]

121. that's a great song ...

it was used in the movie "Coming Home" ...

[Bigmack]

131. In "Dear America - Letters from Vietnam", too. nt

nt

[Blue_In_AK]

136. I LOVE that song...

I nearly played the grooves off that album in 1968. Tim Buckley, RIP.

[welshTerrier2]

110. Save the Whales - Country Joe

(fyi, this was listed as 1975)

Save the Whales
_____________________

When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general store
Saw a picture book of a whale shooting its spout and flashin' its tail
Then he got a sailor's dream 'bout cruisin' around on the salty sea
Joinin' up with a fishin' crew to go out and get him a whale or two
Tell me what kind of men are these who sail upon the salty seas
Up in the rigging in the afternoon, swabbin' the decks and sharpenin' harpoons

Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning

Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning

Shanghaied by the light of the moon, put out from Boston in the middle of June
After six months out at sea, it's nothin' but death and misery
Set out on a three-year cruise, a union ship and a union crew
And after six months you begin to see, that whalin's not what it used to be
A modern ship and a modern crew with sonar scopes and explodin' harpoons
A mechanical boat made outta steel, a floating machine built to kill the whales

Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning

Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning

There're lots of whales in the deep blue sea, we kill them for the company
We drag 'em 'longside and chop 'em in two and melt 'em down and sell 'em to you
There hardly is a sailor alive who can keep the tears from his eyes
As he remembers the good old days when there were no whales to save
Thank the Russians and Japanese for scouring the deep blue seas
Looking for ivory and perfume and plastic toys and pet food

Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning

Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning

Repeat first verse and chorus

[Zen Democrat]

112. Monster by Steppenwolfe. A classic.

[PsN2Wind]

115. Down By the Riveside (ain't gonna study war no more)

Peter, Paul and Mary

[kentuck]

117. The Unknown Soldier

by the Doors..

[htuttle]

118. After 120 posts, I feel compelled to post a modern protest song

Bomb the World (Armageddon Version)
Michael Franti & Spearhead


I don't understand the reason why
You tellin' us all that we need to unify
Rally round the flag
And beat the drums of war
Sing the same old songs
Ya know we heard 'em all before

You tellin' me it's unpatriotic
But I call it what I see it
When I see it's idiotic
The tears of one mother
Are the same as any other
Drop food on the kids
While you're murderin' their fathers
But don't bother to show it on CNN
Brothers and sisters don't believe them
It's not a war against evil
It's really just revenge
Engaged by the poorest by the same rich men
Fight terrorists wherever they be found
But why you not bombing Tim McVeigh's hometown?
You can say what you want propaganda television
But all bombing is terrorism

(chorus)
We can chase down all our enemies
Bring them to their knees
We can bomb the world to pieces
But we can't bomb it into peace
Whoa we may even find a solution
To hunger and disease
We can bomb the world to pieces
But we can't bomb it into peace

911
Fire in the skies
Many people died
And no one even really knows why
They tellin' lies of division and fear
We yelled and cried
No one listened for years
But like, "who put us here?"
And who's responsible?
Well, there's no debatin'
Cause if they ask me I say
It's big corporations
World trade organisation
Tri-lateral action
International sanctions, Satan
Seems like it'll be an endless price tag
Of wars tremendous
And most disturbingly
The death toll is so horrendous
So I send this to those
Who say they defend us
Send us into harm's way
We should all make a remembrance that
This is bigger than terrorism
Blood is blood is blood and um
Love is true vision
Who will listen?
How many songs it takes for you to see
You can bomb the world to pieces
You can't bomb it into peace

(chorus)
Power to the peaceful
And I say, love to the people y'all
Power to the peaceful
And I say, love to the people y'all

Just felt the need to show that there's still good protest music being made nowdays, too... :) ...carry on...

[Trajan]

120. Readjustment Blues .... by who ?

Readjustment Blues

Just out of the infantry this morning, I had to pay my dues across the sea.
No one back in boot camp ever warned me
what the readjustment blues would do to me.
"Welcome to Havannah", said the pilot.
"We must have made a wrong turn on the way.
Let's buy some cigars and keep it quiet,
if they don't know we're here we'll get away."

Just as I had realized he was joking, I saw we were in Washington D.C.
'Cause there was all the patriotic buildings, just like I had seen them on TV.
It must have been a holiday, 'cause there was this parade.
People carried signs, I couldn't read, that they had made
'Till I got closer and my heart fell to my socks,
there was a battle raging and the air was filled with teargas and rocks.
There was the flag I'd fought against so often,
the one I fought for hanging upside down.
The wind was blowing hard, the dirt was flying,
it made the city sky look dark and brown.

I saw a girl, she could have been my sister,
except her hair was long and in her face.
She explained this was a demonstration against the war and for the human race.
Now, I've seen a lot of strange things in my travels. Cannibals, yes, and aliens galore.
But I never thought I'd see so many people saying we don't want your war!
The troops all had on uniforms just like the one I'd worn,
but they were all domestic and my duty chose war.
They carried guns just like the ones across the sea,
except this time, I was the citizen, and they were pointing their guns at me.
Yes, I was just a citizen, and I was walking down the street,
And it was just that night, the readjustment blues got through to me.


I remember when this song first came out on KNAC in LA (year: I AM that old) ... it was the first JD song I ever heard ...

Yeah .. before that song about 'Getting High' ....

[welshTerrier2]

123. Military Madness - Graham Nash

Military Madness

In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me
Military Madness was killing my country
Solitary sadness comes over me

After the school was over
And I moved to the other side
I found another country
But I never lost my pride
Military Madness was killing the country
Solitary sadness creeps over me

And after the wars are over
And the body count is finally filed
I hope that the man discovers
What's driving the people wild
Military madness is killing our country
So much sadness between you and me

~Graham Nash

[Trajan]

124. That was a great song ....

Nash's voice and style made it so ...

Damn these songs bring Me back ...

[Trajan]

125. Where is the Dylan ? ..... HERE it is : Masters Of War ....

Masters of War

Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
While the death count gets higher
Then you hide in your mansion
While the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

- Bob Dylan

[welshTerrier2]

126. Presidential Rag (the Watergate Song) - Arlo Guthrie

Presidential Rag Lyrics

You said you didn't know,
that the cats with the bugs were there,
and you never go along with that kind of stuff no where,
but that just isn't the point man,
that's the wrong wrong way to go,
if you didn't know about that one, well then what else don't you know

You said that you were lied to,
well that aint hard too see,
but you must have been fooled again by your friends across the sea,
and maybe you were fooled again by your people here at home,
because nobody could talk like you,
and know what's going on,

Nobody elected your family,
and we didn't elect your friends,
no one voted for your advisors,
and nobody wants amends,
You're the one we voted for, so you must take the blame,
For handing out authority to men who were insane

You say its all fixed up now, you've got new guys on the line,
but you had better remember this while you still got the time,
Mothers still are weeping for their boys that went to war,
Fathers still are asking what the whole damn thing was for,
and People still are hungry and people still are poor,
And an honest week of work these days don't feed the kids no more,
Schools are still like prisons,
cuz we don't learn how to live,
and everybody wants to take, nobody wants to give,

Yes you will be remembered, be remembered very well,
and if I live a long life, all the stories I could tell,
Of many who are in poverty, of sickness and of grief,
hell yes,
you will be remembered, be remembered very well

You said you didn't know,
that the that the cats with the bugs were there,
and you'd never go along with that kind of stuff no where
But that just isn't the point man,
That's the wrong ,wrong way to go,
If you didn't know about that one,
well then what else don't you know.

[Clyde39]

127. Buffalo Springfield, "For What It's Worth" (1966)

"I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down."

[welshTerrier2]

129. Garbage! - Bill Steele and Pete Seeger

Garbage!
by Bill Steele in 1969, (with the last verse and chorus added by Pete Seeger.)

Mister Thompson calls the waiter, orders steak and baked potato
(Then) he leaves the bone and gristle and he never eats the skin
The busboy comes and takes it, with a cough contaminates it
(And he) puts it in a can with coffee grounds and sardine tins
And the truck comes by on Friday and carts it all away
A thousand trucks just like it are converging on the Bay

Oh, Garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage
We're filling up the seas with garbage
What will we do when there's no place left
To put all the garbage

Mr. Thompson starts his Cadillac and winds it down the freeway track
Leaving friends and neighbors in a hydrocarbon haze
He's joined by lots of smaller cars all sending gases to the stars
There to form a seething cloud that hangs for thirty days
And the sun licks down into it with an ultraviolet tongue
(Till it) turns to smog and then it settles in our lungs

Oh, Garbage, garbage
We're filling up the sky with garbage
Garbage, garbage
What will we do, when there's nothing left to breathe but garbage

Getting home and taking off his shoes he settles with the evening news
While the kids do homework with the TV in one ear
While Superman for thousandth's time sell talking dolls and conquers crime
(They) dutifully learn the date of birth of Paul Revere
In the paper there's a piece about the mayor's middle name
(And) he gets it done in time to watch the all-star bingo game

Oh, Garbage
We're filling up our minds with garbage
What will we do when there's nothing left to read
And there's nothing left to need
there's nothing left to watch
there's nothing left to touch
there's nothing left to walk upon
and nothing left to ponder on
nothing left to see
and nothing left to be but garbage

In Mr. Thompson's factory they're making plastic Christmas trees
Complete with silver tinsel and a geodesic stand
The plastic's mixed in giant vats, from some conglomeration that's
been piped from deep within the Earth, or strip-mined from the land
And if you ask them questions they say "why don't you see?
It's absolutely needed for the economy."

Oh, garbage, garbage, garbage
Their stocks and their bonds all garbage
What will they do when their system go to smash
there's no value to their cash
there's no money to be made
that there's a world to be repaid
their kids will read in history book
about financiers and other crooks
and feudalism and slavery
and nukes and all their knavery
To history's dustbin they're consigned,
along with many other kinds of garbage

[welshTerrier2]

130. Chicago - Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

(written by Graham Nash about the 1968 Democratic Convention)

Chicago

Though your brother's bound and gagged
And they've chained him to a chair
Won't you please come to Chicago
Just to sing

In a land that's known as freedom
How can such a thing be fair
Won't you please come to Chicago
For the help we can bring

We can change the world -
Rearrange the world
It's dying - to get better

Politicians sit yourself down,
There's nothing for you here
Won't you please come to Chicago
For a ride

Don't ask Jack to help you
Cause he'll turn the other ear
Won't you please come to Chicago
Or else join the other side

We can change the world -
Rearrange the world

It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - and if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man live it's own life
It's dying - rules and regulations, who needs them
Open up the door

Somehow people must be free
I hope the day comes soon
Won't you please come to Chicago
Show your face

From the bottom to the ocean
To the mountains of the moon
Won't you please come to Chicago
No one else can take your place

We can change the world -
Rearrange the world

It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - and if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man live it's own life
It's dying - rules and regulations, who needs them

Open up the door
We can change the world

[orleans]

160. one of my favorite songs ever--always gives me a sense of hope. n/t

[welshTerrier2]

132. Working Class Hero - John Lennon

Working Class Hero Lyrics

As soon as you're born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

[saltpoint]

133. "Lo and Behold" (James Taylor); "Woodstock" (Joni Mitchell);

and "Mississippi Goddam" (Nina Simone).

[welshTerrier2]

134. free associating

just fyi, your username occurred in the title song of Joni Mitchell's first album called "Song to a Seagull" ... or is that where you got the name from?

here's an excerpt:

I came to the city
And lived like old crusoe
On an island of noise
In a cobblestone sea
And the beaches were concrete
And the stars paid a light bill
And the blossoms hung false
On their store window trees
My dreams with the seagulls fly
Out of reach out of cry

[saltpoint]

138. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!

You never know where one of us DUers might pop up.

____

hi to you, welshTerrier2.

[welshTerrier2]

140. anyone with a Dylan quote in his sig ...

is OK with me !!

[saltpoint]

142. 'appreciate the kind words and will return good wishes to you --

-- I see you are from the great State of Massachusetts. One of the true blue places in the country.

I am raving with jealousy over your two senators.

:hi:

:thumbsup:

[Mojorabbit]

141. John Lennon

Give peace a chance
People, Lets Stop the War - Grand Funk Railroad
The Unknown Soldier - The Doors

[belpejic]

146. Grateful Dead: New Speedway Boogie

They started playing it again when the first Bush war started...

Please don't dominate the rap, Jack
If you got nothing new to say
If you please, don't back up the track
This train's got to run today

I spent a little time in the mountain
Spent a little time on the hill
I heard some say "better run away"
Others say "better stand still"

Now I don't know but I've been told
It's hard to run with the weight of gold
Other hand I heard it said
It's just as hard with the weight of lead

Who can deny? Who can deny?
It's not just a change in style
One step done and another begun
In I wonder how many miles?

I spent a little time on the mountain
Spent a little time on the hill
Things went down we don't understand
But I think in time we will

Now I don't know but I was told
In the heat of the sun a man died of cold
Do we keep on coming or stand and wait
With the sun so dark and the hour so late?

You can't overlook the lack Jack
Of any other highway to ride
It's got no signs or dividing lines
And very few rules to guide

I spent a little time on the mountain
Spent a little time on the hill
I saw things getting out of hand
I guess they always will

Now, I don't know but I've been told
If the horse don't pull, you got to carry the load
I don't know whose back's that strong
Maybe find out before too long

One way or another
One way or another
One way or another
This darkness got to give

[OneBlueSky]

147. "Draft Dodger Rag" by Phil Ochs . . . also . . .

"Orphans of Wealth" by Don McLean . . .

and, of course, John Lennon's "Give Peace a Chance" . . .

and the greatest protest song of all, the one that everyone sang at every demonstration and gathering . . . "We Shall Overcome" . . .

[Wetzelbill]

148. Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore - John Prine

:)

[Peter Frank]

149. A must have! - "Abraham, Martin, and John" ...lyrics --

Abraham, Martin, and John Words and Music by Richard Holler


Anybody here seen my old friend Abraham?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young
You know I just looked around and he's gone

Anybody here seen my old friend John?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young
I just looked around and he's gone

(brief instrumental interlude-organ)

Anybody here seen my old friend Martin?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young
I just looked around and he's gone

Didn't you love the things that they stood for?
Didn't they try to find some good for you and me?
And we'll be free
Some day soon, it's gonna be one day

Anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
I thought I saw him walkin' up over the hill
With Abraham, Martin, and John

[Hardrada]

150. Saigon Bride- Joan Baez

She did a number of antiwar songs actually.

Also, My Lover Viet Nam on a Judy Collins album

and she also sang The Dove (Jacques Brel) also a fine antiwar song with a lot of vivid poetic images for instance describing a troop train as a "moving burial ground."

[kevinbgoode]

155. "Lay Down - Candles in the Rain".....by Melanie. . .

And there was something called "Something In The Air" by. . .shoot. . .it was on the soundtrack of the lowbudget movie "The Strawberry Statement" around 1970.

[raccoon]

156. "Military Madness" by Graham Nash.

A little known but kick-butt anti-war song.

[Gemini Cat]

157. Requiem for the Masses byTheAssociation

and 2+2=? by Bob Seager

[orleans]

159. another one: three lines long

Find The Cost Of Freedom - Neil Young

Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground,
Mother Earth will swallow you,
Lay your body down.

[paineinthearse]

161. off topic - folk songs of the far right wing

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_mesg&forum=364&topic_id=496258&mesg_id=496258

[AlGore-08.com]

162. "Heaven Help Us All" - - Stevie Wonder (actually from 1970, I think)

Heaven help the child who never had a home,
Heaven help the girl who walks the street alone
Heaven help the roses if the bombs begin to fall,
Heaven help us all.

Heaven help the black man if he struggles one more day,
Heaven help the white man if he turns his back away,
Heaven help the man who kicks the man who has to crawl,
Heaven help us all.

Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all.
Heaven help us, lord, hear our call when we call
Oh, yeah!

Heaven help the boy who won’t reach twenty-one,
Heaven help the man who gave that boy a gun.
Heaven help the people with their backs against the wall,
Lord, heaven help us all.

Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all.
Heaven help us, lord, hear our call when we call.

Now I lay me down before I go to sleep.
In a troubled world, I pray the lord to keep, keep hatred from the mighty,
And the mighty from the small,
Heaven help us all.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah!
Heaven help us all.