Music from the Vietnam ERA Essential Questions

Music from the Vietnam ERA

Essential Questions

Role of Music

Phil Ochs

Come and take a walk with me through this green and growing land Walk through the meadows and the mountains and the sand Walk through the valleys and the rivers and the plains Walk through the sun and walk through the rain Here is a land full of power and glory Beauty that words cannot recall Oh her power shall rest on the strength of her freedom Her glory shall rest on us all Come and take a walk with me through this green and growing land Here is a land full of power and glory Beauty that words cannot recall Oh her power shall rest on the strength of her freedom Her glory shall rest on us all Walk through the meadows and the mountains and the sand Walk through the valleys and the rivers and the plains Walk through the sun and walk through the rain Here is a land full of power and glory From Colorado, Kansas, and the Carolinas too Virginia and Alaska, from the old to the new Texas and Ohio and the California shore Tell me, who could ask for more? Here is a land full of power and glory Beauty that words cannot recall Oh, her power shall rest on the strength of her freedom Her glory shall rest on us all Yet she's only as rich as the poorest of her poor as free as the padlocked prison door Only as strong as our love for this land Only as tall as we stand Beauty that words cannot recall Oh her power shall rest on the strength of her freedom Her glory shall rest on us all, on us all

Is there anybody here who'd like to change his clothes into a uniform Is there anybody here who thinks they're only serving on a raging storm Is there anybody here with glory in their eyes loyal to the end, whose duty is to die I wanna see him I wanna wish him luck I wanna shake his hand, wanna call his name Put a medal on the man. Is there anybody here who'd like to wrap a flag around an early grave Is there anybody here who thinks they're standing taller on a battle wave Is there anybody here like to do his part soldier to the world and a hero to his heart I wanna see him I wanna wish him luck I wanna shake his hand, wanna call his name Put a medal on the man Is there anybody here proud of the parade who'd like to give a cheer and show they're not afraid I'd like to ask him what he's trying to defend Oh I'd like to ask him what he thinks he's gonna win Is there anybody here who thinks that following the orders takes away the blame Is there anybody here who wouldn't mind a murder by another name Is there anybody here whose pride is on the line with the honor of the brave and the courage of the blind I wanna see him I wanna wish him luck I wanna shake his hand, wanna call his name Put a medal on the man Is there anybody here so proud of the parade who'd like to give a cheer and show they're not afraid I'd like to ask him what he's trying to defend I'd like to ask him what he thinks he's gonna win Is there anybody here who thinks that following the orders takes away the blame Is there anybody here who wouldn't mind a murder by another name Is there anybody here whose pride is on the line with the honor of the brave and the courage of the blind I wanna see him I wanna wish him luck I wanna shake his hand, ganna call his name Put a medal on the man Medal on the man

Bob Dylan

“Blowin’ In the Wind”

Joan Baez

Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ashes You're covered in rain You're covered in babies, you're covered in slashes You're covered in wilderness, you're covered in stains You cast aside the sheet, you cast aside the shroud Of another man, who served the world proud You greet another son, you lose another one On some sunny day and always stay, Mary Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place Mary she moves behind me She leaves her fingerprints everywhere Everytime the snow drifts, everytime the sand shifts Even when the night lifts, she's always there Jesus said Mother I couldn't stay another day longer Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ruin you're covered in secrets Your'e covered in treetops, you're covered in birds who can sing a million songs without any words You cast aside the sheets, you cast aside the shroud of another man, who served the world proud You greet another son, you lose another one on some sunny day and always stay Mary, Mary

Pete Seeger

Pete Seeger fight for justice

Peter, Paul and Mary

“Puff, The Magic Dragon” Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee, Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff, And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff. Oh Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee. Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail, Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came, Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name. Oh! Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee. A dragon lives forever but not so little boys Painted wings and giants' rings make way for other toys. One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar. His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain, Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane. Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave, So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave. Oh! Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee.

I was under the dryer when the telegram came: "Private John C. Miller was shot down in Vietnam" Through my tears I read: "No more information at this time He's missin' in action somewhere on the Delta Line" And they say that I should be proud; he was fightin' for me They say that I should be proud, those too blind to see But he wasn't fightin' for me, my Johnny didn't have to fight for me He was fightin' for the evils of society Now I prayed night & day that my Johnny wouldn't die Love, faith & hope was all that kept me alive Then 6 weeks later came that cold & heartless letter: "Private Johnny was killed in action, number 54327" And they say that I should be proud; he was keepin' me free They say that I should be proud, those too blind to see But he wasn't fightin' for me, my Johnny didn't have to die for me He was fightin' for the evils of society They shipped him home with medals of honor & glory Even our local paper ran a front-page story But the whole time gave him praisin' & said how honored I should be But I don't want no superstar, just the good man they took from me And they tell me I should be proud; he was fightin' for me They say that I should be proud, those too blind to see But he wasn't fightin' for me, my Johnny didn't have to die for me He's a victim of the evils of society I should be proud of my Johnny They tell me that I should be proud; they just don't want Johnny for me They tell me that I should be proud of my Johnny. . .