Part Music of the Vietnam War Era



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"Fish Cheer & I-FEEL-LIKE-I'M-FIXING-TO-DIE RAG"
Joe McDonald

Country Joe and the Fish


Give me an F! F!

Give me an I! I! (At Woodstock, 1969 it was F-U-C-K)

Give me an S! S!

Give me an H! H!


What's that spell? Fish!

repeat


repeat
Yeah!
Come on all 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 lot of fun.


Chorus:

And it's 1, 2, 3. What are we fighting for?

Don't ask me. I don't give a damn.

Next stop is Vietnam.

And it's 5, 6, 7. Open up the Pearly Gates!

Why it ain't no time to wonder why.

Whoopee, we're all going to die.
Well come on generals let's move fast,

Your big chance has come at last.

We gotta go out and get those Reds;

The only good Commie is the one that's dead.

And you know that peace can only be won,

When you blow them all to Kingdom come.

Chorus: repeat
Well come on Wall Street don't move slow,

Why man this war's a go go.

There's plenty good money to be made,

By supplying the army with the tools of the trade.

Don't be afraid they'll drop The Bomb.

They'll drop it on the Viet Cong!


Chorus:

And it's 1, 2, 3. What are we fighting for?

Don't ask me. I don't give a damn.

Next stop is Vietnam.

And it's 5, 6, 7. Open up the Pearly Gates!

Why it ain't no time to wonder why.

Whoopee, we're all going to die.
Well come on mothers throughout the land,

Pack your boys off to Vietnam.

Come on fathers don't hesitate,

Send them off before it's too late.

Be the first one on your block,

To have your boy come home in a box.


Chorus: repeat
copyright © by Joe McDonald

published by Joyful Wisdom/ Tradition Music, BMI

1969 Vanguard Recording Society

"This Land is Your Land"
Woody Guthrie
This Land is your land.

This Land is my land.

From California,

to the New York islands,

From the redwood forests,

to the Gulf Stream waters,

This Land was made for you and me.
As I went walking that ribbon of highway,

I saw above me the endless skyway.

I saw below me that golden valley.

This Land was made for you and me.


Chorus: This Land is your land, etc.
I roamed and rambled,

And I followed my footsteps.

To the sparkling sands of the diamond deserts,

And all around me a voice was sounding,

This land was made for you and me.
This Land is your land.

This Land is my land.

From California,

to the New York islands,

From the redwood forests,

to the Gulf Stream waters,

This Land was made for you and me.
copyright © Woody Guthrie/BMI
Cf. Guthrie, Woody. The Woody Guthrie Songbook. New York: Woody Guthrie Publications, 1976.

also, Hampton, Wayne. Guerrilla Minstrels. Knoxville, Tennessee: The University of Tennessee Press, 1986.




"Born in the U.S.A."
Bruce Springsteen
Born down in a dead man's town

The first kick I took was when I hit the ground

You end up like a dog that's been beat too much

Till you spend half your life just covering up


Born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.


Got in a little hometown jam

so they put a rifle in my hand

Sent me off to a foreign land

to go and kill the yellow man


Born in the U.S.A., etc.
Come back home to the refinery

Hiring man says "son if it was up to me"

Went down to see my V.A. man

He said "son don't you understand now"


Had a brother at Khe Sahn

fighting off the Viet Cong

They're still there

he's all gone

He had a woman he loved in Saigon

I got a picture of him in her arms now


Down in the shadow of the penitentiary

Out by the gas fires of the refinery

I'm ten years burning down the road

Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go


Born in the U.S.A., etc.
Words and music copyright © 1984 Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)

"Blowin' in the Wind"
Bob Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.


How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.


How many years can a mountain exist

Before it's washed to the sea?

Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist

Before they're allowed to be free?

Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,

Pretending he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.


Words and music copyright © 1962 M. Witmark & Sons

Cf. Dylan, Bob. Writings and Drawings. New York: Knopf, 1973.




"imagine"
John Lennon
imagine there's no heaven

it's easy if you try

no hell below us

above us only sky

imagine all the people

living for today...


imagine there's no countries

itisn't hard to do

nothing to kill or die for

and no religion too

imagine all the people

living life in peace...


imagine no possessions

i wonder if you can

no need for greed or hunger a brotherhood of man

imagine all the people

sharing all the world...
you may say i'm a dreamer

but i'm not the only one

i hope someday you'll join us

and the world will be as one


copyright © 1968 Maclen (Music) Ltd., (U.K.) BMI

John Lennon Apple Records SW 3372





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