Matthew,

The Hollies - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother.

That's probably one of the nicest songs anyone could share.

Special.

Matthew,

The Hollies - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother.

That's probably one of the nicest songs anyone could share.

Special.

Not really a protest song, I think, but more about caring about one's fellow brothers. I good song nonetheless.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

This is more of a protest song....Joan Baez does 'Where have all the flowers gone'

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

"Where Have All The Flowers Gone" by the Kingston Trio was popular about March 1962. "One Tin Soldier" by the Original Caste was popular about January and February 1970. "He Aint Heavy Hes My Brother" by the Hollies was popular about March 1970. Dates are for the United States. Songs that originated in the US in the fifties and sixties were popular a little later (one to four months, generally, but occasionally, two or more years later) in the United Kingdom; and vice versa. Of course the countries have many songs not popular in the other country, and popular in both countries but by different artists.

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For me it's "Masters of War" by Bob Dylan for the pure anger at the pigs.

Come on you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people`s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You`ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain`t worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I`m young
You might say I`m unlearned
But there`s one thing I know
Though I`m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes it`s toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death`ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I`ll watch while you`re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I`ll stand over your grave
`Til I`m sure that you`re dead

One of my husband's favorite protest the draft songs from some 40 years ago.

Arlo Guthrie - Alice's Restaurant

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One of my husband's favorite protest the draft songs from some 40 years ago.

Arlo Guthrie - Alice's Restaurant

"You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice"

In case Ziggy missed it...
Arlo concert in my home town

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They play "Alice" on our local station every Thanksgiving....love it

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They play "Alice" on our local station every Thanksgiving....love it

nothing like seeing and hearing him in concert at a small venue...He really is funny, Of course you can see I had a back stage pass..LOL
I was the only one backstage so I made my own pass....

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The song is about a Boer soldier who, towards the end of the 2nd Boer War, after Lord Kitchener had implemented his scorched earth policy, and had burned the Boer's farm to the ground and put his wife and child in a concentration camp facing almost certain death, in desperation and contemplating the destruction of the Afrikaner nation, calls for General De La Rey, a powerful figure even amongst other successful Boer Generals, to lead the Afrikaner Volk (people) to victory.

Bok Van Blerk - De La Rey

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