One More Time, at least

You'd think I'd get tired of taking something someone else wrote and shamelessly posting it here instead of thinking of something of my own to say.   But I haven't.

This one's also by Dave Van Ronk, "An imperialist love song, also a protest against wimpy anti-war songs."

Luang Prabang

When I came back from luang prabang
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang
but I got a wood medal and a fine harangue
Now I'm a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

And now the boys all envy me
I fought for christian democracy
with nothing but air where my balls used to be
Now I'm a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

When one and twenty cannon thunder
into the bloody wild blue yonder
for a patriotic ball-less wonder
Now I'm a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

In Luang Prabang there is a spot
where the corpses of your brothers rot
and every corpse is a patriot
Every corpse is a hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

Doug's thoughts on nothing in particular