This Weekend’s Music Thread-Memorial Day

Ah, Memorial Day! The gateway to summer and all it brings, it is also a serious holiday. A day to remember all of those that gave their all in defense of this great country, and a day to remember not only the fallen, but the wounded and those
who were lucky enough to remain unharmed. This is a day to remember and say thank you to all the veterans who risked life and limb to keep out nation strong and uphold the liberties we so often take for granted on any other day.

Post songs about wars and better yet, the ending of those wars. Songs about remembrance, songs about peace and songs about America.

When Johnny Come Marching Home

Eric Burdon & The Animals Sky Pilot

Simon & Garfunkel – America

Charlie Daniels “In America”

RAY CHARLES AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL


  1. We need to heed the lyrics of this song.

    The eastern world it is 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 you return, it’s the same old place,
    the poundin’ of the drums, the 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.