Memorial Day

[Larry Wolfe]

Hope everyone has a great Memorial Day weekend. When we are all sitting back enjoying our long weekend eating our BBQ and drinking our cold drinks, just remember what Memorial Day is all about. Remember our Troops who are unable to celebrate with their families because they are deployed defending our freedom or the ones who have paid the ultimate sacrifice. Happy Memorial Day everyone, be safe!

[Captain Morgan]

Thanks Larry, it pisses me off when everyone just looks forward to this as a party weekend.

Everyone, please remember the reason for this weekend! =D>

[Rob D.]

Right on, Larry! I always give a few moments of silence or thought to reflect on what our brave men and women in uniform have sacrificed to allow the rest of us to enjoy the freedoms we have that most just take for granted...

Rob

[Nick Prochilo]

Great thought Larry, thanks!

[ScottyDaQ]

Here's the lyrics to one of my favorite songs to play/sing. It's called "No Man's Land". by Eric Bogle. It's a WWI song.

Well, how'd you do, Private Willie McBride,
D'you mind if I sit down down here by your graveside?
I'll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died "clean,"
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

CHORUS:
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they sound the fife lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered ye down?
Did the bugles sing "The Last Post" in chorus?
Did the pipes play the "Flowers O' The Forest"?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
To that loyal heart are you forever nineteen?
Or are you a stranger, without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

Well, the sun's shining down on these green fields of France;
The warm wind blows gently, the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow;
No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard it's still No Man's Land;
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

And I can't help but wonder now, Willie McBride,
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you "the cause?"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it's all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.

Here's a sample
http://www.greatwar.nl/music/nomansland.mp3

Here's the tabs for the other guitar players:
http://www.chordie.com/chord.pere/www.g ... d=13561316