To the Veterans that understand me My song of the Vietnam War

This month, years ago I put on the US Military uniform to serve this country against an invasion of Communism. It was all a fkn LIE.
This is my song for us Veterans around the world that have been hurt, and a hurt that is invisible to our love ones.

app.box.com...

you should be able to open the link without an account.

I think earphones might help to hear the lyrics

And thanks for listening.

www.va.gov...-va-cover-my-emergency-men

Welcome home brother! Different war, different era, but I struggle with disillusionment, anger, and sadness as well. Thank you for making something beautiful grow out of the bullsh1t.

originally posted by: Groover
Welcome home brother! Different war, different era, but I struggle with disillusionment, anger, and sadness as well. Thank you for making something beautiful grow out of the bullsh1t.

thank you very much
the understanding of hurt is always felt from us like the good people like you

not much to say since i feel we are on the same page of "why"

a reply to: musicismagic
My 80 year old father is an U.S. Army Vietnam War Vet.He was drafted. He is still alive. He told me when he was over there, he saw the surrounding beauty of the hills and the jungles. He asked himself and his fellow soldiers, "Why the Hell are we here in such a beautiful country? What is it that we are fighting a war for?" When he came back from the war, and saw the hippies with their bell bottoms and other weird clothes, he said it was like stepping into The Twilight Zone. He did not like what he saw. My favorite story that he told me was when he finally had a chance to take a break to eat, a young boy was staring at him when he was eating his rice rations. He gave that boy his rations to eat, even though my father knew you were not supposed to do that according to the rules you were to follow. His heart was bigger than his stomach, and he could not bare to see another human, especially a child who was hungry, suffer through that way.
God bless you, musicismagic, and Thank You for fighting for our country.

a reply to: musicismagic

I know it is hard to tell those stories.

I got in after Nam. A buddy from a unit I was in for a summer training was a mailman in Nam. He told me about his last trip in to the DZ. He always had to wait for a month after he brought the mail when the next chance to go home was available. His last trip before going home to Tennessee was in the back of a Deuce and half bed with troops. He got in last. As they went down the road a very young looking man/boy came out with something big in his hands and he looked to be going to throw it. He froze and the kid threw a rock.

The rest of his life all he could think was he almost shot a kid over a flipping rock and he almost got them all killed by not shooting the kid. What a choice he had to make and he froze. I guess he prayed it was a rock. He was a flaming alcoholic. I felt his pain and cannot imagine making that choice, but a soldier can't wait or his whole unit could die.

originally posted by: ditchweed
a reply to: musicismagic
My 80 year old father is an U.S. Army Vietnam War Vet.He was drafted. He is still alive. He told me when he was over there, he saw the surrounding beauty of the hills and the jungles. He asked himself and his fellow soldiers, "Why the Hell are we here in such a beautiful country? What is it that we are fighting a war for?" When he came back from the war, and saw the hippies with their bell bottoms and other weird clothes, he said it was like stepping into The Twilight Zone. He did not like what he saw. My favorite story that he told me was when he finally had a chance to take a break to eat, a young boy was staring at him when he was eating his rice rations. He gave that boy his rations to eat, even though my father knew you were not supposed to do that according to the rules you were to follow. His heart was bigger than his stomach, and he could not bare to see another human, especially a child who was hungry, suffer through that way.
God bless you, musicismagic, and Thank You for fighting for our country.

from the bottom of my heart, I truly thank you with your kind words. And thank your Father also on the battle fields.

originally posted by: ditchweed
a reply to: musicismagic
My 80 year old father is an U.S. Army Vietnam War Vet.He was drafted. He is still alive. He told me when he was over there, he saw the surrounding beauty of the hills and the jungles. He asked himself and his fellow soldiers, "Why the Hell are we here in such a beautiful country? What is it that we are fighting a war for?" When he came back from the war, and saw the hippies with their bell bottoms and other weird clothes, he said it was like stepping into The Twilight Zone. He did not like what he saw. My favorite story that he told me was when he finally had a chance to take a break to eat, a young boy was staring at him when he was eating his rice rations. He gave that boy his rations to eat, even though my father knew you were not supposed to do that according to the rules you were to follow. His heart was bigger than his stomach, and he could not bare to see another human, especially a child who was hungry, suffer through that way.
God bless you, musicismagic, and Thank You for fighting for our country.

please play my song to your dear father
tell him MIM is thinking of him tonight.

a reply to: musicismagic
Will do.

Music man, I have some experience in the music field, only of a low paid type doing cover songs of famous people for mostly fun. I think on your recording you need to record with the mic channel reverb turned down so we can hear you better. and

Ditchweed,

Bless your family because you all were affected by his service. We thank your entire family as we honor your father.

It is true no one shot at me during a battle. Over my head in training is meaningless. Those guys who have given their all get our greatest respect. I am not worthy to carry their boots IMO.

a reply to: Justoneman
Thank you for the reply, you are welcome also.

originally posted by: Justoneman
a reply to: musicismagic

I know it is hard to tell those stories.

I got in after Nam. A buddy from a unit I was in for a summer training was a mailman in Nam. He told me about his last trip in to the DZ. He always had to wait for a month after he brought the mail when the next chance to go home was available. His last trip before going home to Tennessee was in the back of a Deuce and half bed with troops. He got in last. As they went down the road a very young looking man/boy came out with something big in his hands and he looked to be going to throw it. He froze and the kid threw a rock.

The rest of his life all he could think was he almost shot a kid over a flipping rock and he almost got them all killed by not shooting the kid. What a choice he had to make and he froze. I guess he prayed it was a rock. He was a flaming alcoholic. I felt his pain and cannot imagine making that choice, but a soldier can't wait or his whole unit could die.

yes them stories are so real
the luckies and camels are real for me tonight
been years that have past
the US military uniform just seems to sewn on me tonight
The VFW was a great lift for me when I was back in the States
We are the CHAMPIONS , believe me as the tears can run down our checks.

originally posted by: ditchweed
a reply to: musicismagic
Will do.

Thank you sir.

Let you father say I'm by his side tonight.

a reply to: musicismagic

G,day air force.
there was a song put out in the 1980's down here in the great southland
titled i was only 19. look it up, cuts me to the quick every time i hear it.
also there was a song released back in 66/67i think called sons of the
anzac's. had it on 45. can't find it anywhere these days and another titled
shadow valley iron triangle had that on 45 as well.
never lend your stuff out. especially to friggin civvies.
yer stuff goes walkabout.
keep yer powder dry air force, an old digger.

a reply to: musicismagic

yep back again.
the song shadow valley iron triangle was banned on south aussie radio
due to protests from the mothers against the vietnam war
the song sons of the anzac's was a rev up the recruiting song.
and went nowhere on the charts
another song sung by a victorian bloke called ronnie burnes
was titled smiley.
it was about his mate a fellow singer called normie rowe
who was called up (a nasho) national serviceman
he , normie was a turret head, an apc driver