It was the spring
And I wanted to leap
And run in the meadows
The grass at my feet
But not too soon
I'd be lost in my grief
For just not following
The thing I believed
The notice came
And I packed my bags that day
I was headed out
For San Anton' way
The bus, it passed
All the grand old sights I knew
I cried all the way
What else could I do?
Now my head was shaved
And my clothes
they were new
But no shirt of checks
And my jeans
they weren’t blue
I was dressed in green
And I stunk of the mud
That I wallowed in
And I know that I was stuck
Then we're overseas
And we learned how to kill
It’s not a thing you know
When you’re small
and you’re little
But now you’ve grown
And you should be so smart
So go and kill your fellow man
You’ve got a brain, yes,
But no heart.
It was the spring
And I wanted to leap
And run in the meadows
The grass at my feet
But not too soon
I'd be lost in my grief
For just not following
The thing I believed
And I wanted to leap
And run in the meadows
The grass at my feet
But not too soon
I'd be lost in my grief
For just not following
The thing I believed
The notice came
And I packed my bags that day
I was headed out
For San Anton' way
The bus, it passed
All the grand old sights I knew
I cried all the way
What else could I do?
Now my head was shaved
And my clothes
they were new
But no shirt of checks
And my jeans
they weren’t blue
I was dressed in green
And I stunk of the mud
That I wallowed in
And I know that I was stuck
Then we're overseas
And we learned how to kill
It’s not a thing you know
When you’re small
and you’re little
But now you’ve grown
And you should be so smart
So go and kill your fellow man
You’ve got a brain, yes,
But no heart.
It was the spring
And I wanted to leap
And run in the meadows
The grass at my feet
But not too soon
I'd be lost in my grief
For just not following
The thing I believed
Contributed by Alessandro - 2010/4/16 - 10:48
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Album “We Say No to Your War!”, Paredon Records.
Canzone scritta e interpretata da Jim Schaffer, Airman 1st Class dell’United States Air Force e membro della “The Covered Wagon”, l’organizzazione nata fra i GIs della base di Mountain Home (MHAFB) Idaho, che si opponevano alla guerra in Vietnam.
We Say No To Your War!
Paredon 1015, Smithsonian Folkways Recordings, 1972
1. Mathematics (Spoken)
2. Silver Bird
3. Phantom Jets Are Coming
4. The Rodenway Nine
5. Spring Conscience
6. Mathematics (Sung)
7. We Say No To Your War!
8. The People’s Thank You
9. My Pledge, My Vow
10. Bring Our Brothers Home
11. Napalm Sticks To Kids
12. Children of the Delta
Sgt. John Boychuk
AIC John Carson
AIC Dave Davis
Sgt. Tom Derreck
Sgt. Patrick Henry
AIC George Herkert
AIC Al Kramer
AIC Joe Massaro
Carolyn Mugar
Vic Pacania
Airman Penny Rand
AIC Jim Schaffer
AIC Tom Spaulding