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The Dean Rusk Song

Bill Frederick
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1967

From the album "Hey, Hey...LBJ! Songs of the U.S. Antiwar Movement" (Crisis Records # LP-001 / US / LP / 33rpm)

Dean Rusk


Dean Rusk (1909-1994) segretario di stato dal 1961 al 1969 sotto le presidenze di Kennedy e Johnson e convinto sostenitore della guerra in Vietnam.
Oh, I'm weary and I'm harried and I don't know what to do
There's no end to all the troubles that I'm in
In the lands that I'm patrolling revolutions are unrolling
My antenny can't see any way to win

I'm the people's best policeman,
Here to guard them while I fleece them
But their sleeping habits aren't really fair
And I recently have found that the world is really round
And the little men are moving everywhere

Leave us alone, leave us alone
Just find yourself a country of your own
Lick my boots and kiss my hand, and I might not bomb your land
Go to sleep and stop your mischief, little man

Once there was a savior and he lived in old Saigon
And the people really loved their man Diem
Cardinal Spellman gave him power, helped along by Eisenhower
And professors from the state of Michigan

Well, he got some ammunition, and he crushed his opposition
He was bloody but he wasn't very sharp
'Cause our puppet broke a string, and he thought he'd like to sing
So we issued him a halo and a harp

Leave us alone, leave us alone
Just find yourself a country of your own
Lick my boots and kiss my hand, and I might not bomb your land
Go to sleep and stop your mischief, little man

Then the generals took over, and took over, and took over
There were coups and counter-coups most every week
But we honored our commitment, why, we never missed a shipment
If we had they would have sold us up the creek

But the Viet Cong surprised us, they almost terrorized us
Did you know their average age is seventeen?
We get poison-arrow treatments from those juvenile delinquents
They're the only thing more deadly than marines!

Leave us alone, leave us alone
Just find yourself a country of your own
Lick my boots and kiss my hand, and I might not bomb your land
Go to sleep and stop your mischief, little man

We're losing badly on the ground so we go to the air
And we drop a couple thousand bombs a day
But the peasants slowly funnel into the Commie tunnels
Oh, how I wish the Reds would go away!

Now we want negotiations to secure this little nation
And keep the Commie menace out of here
In Saigon we want a friend, let me see, who shall we send?
Hubert Humphrey isn't doing much this year

Leave us alone, leave us alone
Just find yourself a country of your own
Lick my boots and kiss my hand, and I might not bomb your land
Go to sleep and stop your mischief, little man

Now I see them in the cities, and the mountains, and the plains
By coincidence they're everywhere I roam
In the hotel elevators I'm beset by demonstrators
And I hear the people shouting "Bring 'Em Home"

They're invading Air Force bases and stirring up the races
And yelling nasty things at LBJ
Yes, the enemy is near -- what's that splashing sound I hear?
I see sampans out in San Francisco Bay!

Leave us alone, leave us alone
Just find yourself a country of your own
Lick my boots and kiss my hand, and I might not bomb your land
Go to sleep and stop your mischief, little man

My antenny started twitching, there's a signal coming in
So I guess I'll send a million men to war
We will teach the Reds a lesson, stop the peasants from their messin'
They won't call for no elections anymore!

Stop harassing our dictators, you're a bunch of dirty traitors
And this is not the first time you've been warned
Stop attacking our Marines, eat our poison jelly-beans
And don't invade the little land where you were born!

Leave us alone, leave us alone
Just find yourself a country of your own
Lick my boots and kiss my hand, and I might not bomb your land
Go to sleep and stop your mischief, little man

31/5/2020 - 17:00



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