Bring Them Home (If You Love Your Uncle Sam)
Pete Seeger| New words [1969] by Barbara Dane and GIs from Ft. Hood, 11/9/69 Album... | |
| ACCASA LI DEVI FA’ TORNA’ (SE T’AGGEGNA LO ZIO SA’) Se t’aggegna la libbertà accasa li devi fa’ torna’ ‘sti bàmboli dall’ortrema’ accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Ar pulìtico ‘un n’aggraderà, accasa li devi fa’ torna’, cor nemico vole battaglià, accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Le su’ idee voglian prova’, accasa li devi fa’ torna’ quanto sangue si deve spila’ accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Quante vite dèvano tronca’, accasa li devi fa’ torna’, ché l’occhi ‘ni vòleno brilla’ accasa li devi fa’ torna’ (Hoooo-hoooo Hoooo-hoooo Hoooo-hoooo Hoooo-hoooo) L’òmi ‘n festa e i bàmboli a urla’ accasa li devi fa’ torna’ tutt’in giro di vì e di là, accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Poi ‘mpiazzichiésa tutt’a sona’ accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Se Mamiliano torna ‘ndà accasa lo devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ ‘sti bàmboli dall’ortrema’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Se t’aggegna la libbertà accasa li devi fa’ torna’ ‘sti bàmboli dall’ortrema’ accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’ Accasa li devi fa’ torna’. | BRING 'EM HOME If you love your Uncle Sam, Bring 'em home, bring 'em home Stop the war in Vietnam! Bring 'em home, bring 'em home. 45 thousand dead and gone And Uncle Sam is in the wrong! We wanta end this war right now. Don't take a genius to figure out how. Let 'em fly, or let 'em float, Peck 'em up in a bi-ass boat! They said it was a freedom fight, Well now that's iust about half right! There’s just one big fallacy, It's our own GIs that wanta be free. GIs fight, and GIs die, Some get rich while Nixon lies. In Chicago or Vietnam, They're tryin' to get us to be "the man". Well buddy, l've got news for you. I got better things to do. We're goin' down to Houston town, Turn this murderin' system 'round. The gen'rals would like us all to pray, But it looks like marchin's the only way. If they say that's not the way, We'll give 'em one big "FTA"' (verses not heard on record due to time:) They call us a bunch of hippie kids, But wait'll they find out what we did! They say we blow our minds with dope, But you know, our youth is our only hope! I'm gonna let Vietnam alone, Fight for my own rights here at home! lf you big brass don't know what to do, We won't kiss your ass and fight for you! Home of the brave, land of the free, Let the Vietnam people be. Wash the blood off of our hands, Bring our men back to our land. Well I may be short and I may be tall, But I sure ain't shaped like a cannonball! We been marching a long, long time, But today we‘re marching with our minds! |
