Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes
Rod McKuen
1971
jaar
Top 40
1
piekpositie
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17
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485
punten
Top 40
Er wordt gezegd dat Rod McKuen dit lied niet als een overwinningslied of protestlied heeft bedoeld. "Net als veel van de nummers die ik schreef in die periode (Alley, Alley Oxen Free, The Things Men Do, Some of Them Fall, Maybe Tomorrow and others) is het geschreven vanuit frustratie, het gevoel van machteloosheid om iets aan te doen aan het gegeven dat zo veel van mijn broers en zussen dagelijks een oorlog ingestuurd worden. Een oorlog die maar door weinigen begrepen werd en waarvan niemand dacht dat het mogelijk was om die oorlog te winnen."
Artiest
Titel A-kant
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes
Lengte A-kant
2:37
Componist(en) A-kant
Rod McKuen
Producer(s) A-kant
Rod McKuen
Titel B-kant
Three // My Mothers Eyes
Lengte B-kant
2:22 //
Componist(en) B-kant
Rod McKuen // Gilbert, Baer
Producer(s) B-kant
Rod McKuen
Platenlabel
Warner Bros.
Catalogusnr
16057 // 16 121
Songtekst
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes
Come and take my eldest son,
Show him how to shoot a gun
Wipe his eyes if he starts to cry
When the bullets fly.
Give him a rifle, take his hoe,
Show him a field where he can go
To lay his body down and die
Without asking why
refrein:
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Sticks and stones can break your bones,
Even names can hurt you
But the thing that hurts the most
Is when a man deserts you
Don't you think its time to weed
The leaders that no longer lead
From the people of the land
Who'd like to see their sons again?
refrein:
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
God if men could only see
The lessons taught by history
That all the singers of this song
Cannot right a single wrong
Let all men of good will
Stay in the fields they have to till
Feed the mouths they have to fill
And cast away their arms
refrein:
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians