Fascism is heckin cool.

You go

They told us it was safe

They told us it was safe

i love it

George Hill lived at Wynnum, Brisbane about 1970. I remember going to his house.

DRAFT CARD # 2 ----------- ADIOS CATCH ME IF YA CAN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 1968

You are so soso sosos phenomenal

You are a legend

You kill this jam

I feel old, but I dance my ass to this song.

I was 9 yrs old when this song came the most beautiful song that could have been song for our love ones in the at particular time that was in the war I family in war at that I young I still remember right now today how it affects it did to our love ones

HULLY FUK flash backs !!!!

It may seem harsh but may he not rest in peace

I discovered that Woodward and Bernstein would have covered up Nixon's discretions if he was a Democrat! Journalists I think not...right Walter!

Interesting song, sounds almost Motown-esque at times! Not what I expected from a Czech record.

Retards who hate America love this song. It's also retarded.

USMC Vet here... Great song, nice tune.. Id like to know why one of the writers was Marine PFC William Raney

does anyone know were I can get an actual copy?

Hey Hey LBJ how many kids did you kill today. LBJ: Not Enough.

i wish someone would bring back this kind of music

❤

Goodness!! I was sitting here watching the olympics and somewhere in my brain a song from my early adolescence came to mind. I remembered being at a kinda family resort…kinda like in “Dirty Dancing’ and being in the shower singing this song. As I didn’t immediately recall the words or who sang it, my mind finally put together first ‘Johnny has to fight’ then came ‘I want to go with you from morning to night.’ As I went to google it, the words ‘the cruel war is raging’ and every word came back to me. Ancient memory is so cool, when it obliges you. I was 11 or 12 years old. My dad had been dating a woman, first we ever met since my parents divorced when I was 4 yo. My younger brother and I stayed in TN with Dad, while our mother and older sister drove off to return to Richmond, Va. I found out later my mom had been previously married and my older sister was from that marriage. My dad adopted her when my parents married. The woman was a widow after her husband a U of Tennessee assistant coach and 2 other coaches were riding together to the athletic department to study the game film of us tieing against U of Alabama. Unfortunately, they were riding in a VW bottle and somehow were demolished when upon crossing at railroad crossing, the car was hit by train. The woman had 2 young sons 6 and 4. So as they got serious we were a blending family with 4 kids. She hated me. I am not sure why, but it was comp,etc hell having her in my life. Eventually, we were moving to Birmingham, Al as my dad merged his company with a guy from there. The most amazing thing happened. I went to camp that June and then went to stay with family friends until the rest were to move in mid August. I realized as I joined my father and brother at our new home, that she was suddenly not moving with us,. Yes Virginia there is a Santa Claus! It was fall of ‘69 and the Vietnam War was still taking young men’s life….dying for a cause I didn’t understand. My basketball coach’s son, Skipper was a few years older than me. He was a helucopterpilot in ‘nam. I found an interview not too long ago that CBS was interviewing Skipper and they got called to fly. He says ‘I havelock go, catch you when I get back!’ His helicopter was shot down on that mission. He was such a handsome, nice guy. He had really long feet. When he was coming up to intersection in building where he had to turn right or left, you would always know he was coming as his long feet entered the corridor ahead of the rest of his body. It was such a loss, heartbreaking for sure. Years later visiting DC, I went to Vietnam Memorial,found his name and like other people I watched I took out a piece of paper and used a pencil to capture his name on the wall. Not sure why I shared all this, but it was a conscious stream of memories and I wrote where my mind went. To all who have served, thank you for your service and your ultimate sacrifices.

Goodness!! I was sitting here watching the olympics and somewhere in my brain a song from my early adolescence came to mind. I remembered being at a kinda family resort…kinda like in “Dirty Dancing’ and being in the shower singing this song. As I didn’t immediately recall the words or who sang it, my mind finally put together first ‘Johnny has to fight’ then came ‘I want to go with you from morning to night.’ As I went to google it, the words ‘the cruel war is raging’ and every word came back to me. Ancient memory is so cool, when it obliges you. I was 11 or 12 years old. My dad had been dating a woman, first we ever met since my parents divorced when I was 4 yo. My younger brother and I stayed in TN with Dad, while our mother and older sister drove off to return to Richmond, Va. I found out later my mom had been previously married and my older sister was from that marriage. My dad adopted her when my parents married. The woman was a widow after her husband a U of Tennessee assistant coach and 2 other coaches were riding together to the athletic department to study the game film of us tieing against U of Alabama. Unfortunately, they were riding in a VW bottle and somehow were demolished when upon crossing at railroad crossing, the car was hit by train. The woman had 2 young sons 6 and 4. So as they got serious we were a blending family with 4 kids. She hated me. I am not sure why, but it was comp,etc hell having her in my life. Eventually, we were moving to Birmingham, Al as my dad merged his company with a guy from there. The most amazing thing happened. I went to camp that June and then went to stay with family friends until the rest were to move in mid August. I realized as I joined my father and brother at our new home, that she was suddenly not moving with us,. Yes Virginia there is a Santa Claus!

love from vietnam

This hasn't aged well in ANY respect.

Looks like Lt. Calley is going to be facing those whose deaths he's responsible for now.

Wild 😂

i love how hippies took a fat shit on the whole war thing and created a whole new genre of rock in the process

I RELATE.

Sing GrandMa!!!!!!

One of the most patriotic speeches ever. I love this.

Tricia wasn't Dick's only child anyway! They really could have come up with something better there. Interesting record, though.

Here before this song starts trending again.

What rhymes with "my men raped women with the barrel of a gun" and "threw murdered babies in a ditch"?

Hugh Thompson and his crew……we should remember them rather than the cowardly Calley.

Say good bye to all your stuff!

This song aged very, very, very badly.

MAGA should of heard of this song !!

Well ole Rusty has made it to that er... "final campground in the land beyond the sun". Here's hoping he spends the rest of eternity orbiting the sun in close proximity. Of course Terry Nelson, the truly classy bloke who sought to cash in on a war criminal's infamy shuffled off this mortal coil a while back. Hopefully they'll be on opposing orbits that collide every so often.

Shame on you .

Calley was a coward. A gutless wonder who didn't have the balls to stand up and do as his oath required; REFUSE to carry out an illegal order. He's finally where he belongs - and Nixon can't pardon him on this one.

You are so soso sososo underrated

This is a master piece

You go

I love this jam

RIP Lt. Calley.