5 thoughts on “Pro peace protest songs pre Iraq

  1. Below are a few songs, all of which have been taken from Barbara Dane and Irwin Silber’s The Vietnam Songbook (Guardian Books, 1969):

    Yankee Doodle

    (Words by Ewan MacColl )

    Yankee Doodle came to town,
    H-Bombs in his pocket,
    Says, “Chum, if you don’t toe the line,
    I’ll blast you with a rocket!”

    Chorus
    Yankee Doodle, Uncle Sam,
    Batman, also Superman,
    Known from here to Viet Nam
    As Yankee Doodle Dandy.

    Yankee Doodle went to Mars
    Landed on a Sunday,
    Found some people living there
    And killed ‘em off by Monday. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle went to work,
    As hard as he was able.
    Bombing schools and hospitals
    And infants in the cradle. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle’s got a plan
    It’s called ‘Defoliation’,
    Tried it out in Viet Nam
    To civilize the nation. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle, he’s the boy,
    For rape, assault and pillage –
    Never lets a day go by
    Without he burns a village. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle never crosses
    Over any border,
    Except to kill more people
    In the name of law and order. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle, he is brave,
    A bold and gallant fighter!
    He’s great at burning people’s houses
    With his petrol lighter. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle feels that he
    Is not appreciated,
    He’s generous with his napalm
    And yet, somehow, he’s hated. (Chorus)

    Yankee Doodle’s got the know-how,
    Death is what he teaches:
    And as he kills, dear Mr. Wilson
    Murmurs little speeches. (Chorus)

    National Interest March

    (“Battle Hymn of the Republic”)
    (Words by Tuli Kupferberg)

    The flower of our youth arise from every town and dell,
    The flower of our youth have heard the draft board’s magic spell.
    The flower of our youth will soon be marching straight to hell,
    And it’s in the national interest.

    Chorus
    Gory, gory, give ‘em napalm,
    Gory, gory, drop the A-bomb,
    Gory, gory, make it H-bomb,
    Cause it’s in the national interest.

    I have listened to the mothers, I have listened to the sons,
    I have listened to my generals, I have listened to my guns,
    We shall strike them with a power greater than a thousand suns,
    And it’s in the national interest.

    Fracture, fracture me infractions,
    Slay me, slay me with abstractions,
    Killing has its great attractions,
    When it’s in the national interest.

    I don’t Stand Alone

    (Words and music by Perry Friedman)

    My name is David Mitchell,*
    I am twenty two years old,
    I refused to fight in Vietnam,
    And that’s a crime I’m told.
    I refused to kill in Vietnam,
    Good folks just like my own,
    And I know I’m in the right, judge,
    And I don’t stand alone.

    The U.S. judge in Nuremberg
    Who judged the Nazi crimes
    Said killing’s just as bad a sin
    When it’s done six million times,
    I wouldn’t do it once judge,
    I never could atone,
    And I know I’m in the right, judge,
    And I don’t stand alone.

    I saw the moving pictures,
    Of homes in napalm flames,
    I saw men burning children,
    Men with American names.
    To fly those wicked missions,
    I’d never leave my home,
    And I know I’m in the right, judge,
    And I don’t stand alone.

    They dragged me in this courtroom
    ‘Cause I won’t play their game,
    I won’t burn peaceful villages,
    Won’t torture, gas, or maim.
    Thou shalt not kill, the Lord said,
    That’s what I learned at home,
    And I know I’m in the right, judge,
    And I don’t stand alone.

    *David Mitchell was a draft resistor who was sent to Federal Prison with a five-year sentence.

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