[KevinB]

Spanish Bombs by The Clash.

[yarddog]

“Bomben Auf Engeland”

[ConorMacNessa]

REQUEST PERMISSION TO COME ABOARD



GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS AND OUR BELOVED NATION!!!





Boston, Oct. 21, 2009 - Boatswains Mate 2nd Class Philip Gagnon pipes as USS Constitution performs an underway demonstration in honor of the three-masted wooden frigate's 212th birthday. (U.S. Navy photo by Airman Mark Alexander/Released).
(Click for Bosun’s Whistle)



USS Constitution's 1812 Marine Guard fire vintage Springfield flintlock muskets during the ship's underway. "Old Ironsides" was underway for the "Constitution Day Cruise," which is conducted to thank the family and supporters of Constitution. U.S. Navy photo by Airman Nick Lyman (Released)

OUR TROOPS ROCK!!!!!!!

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ctdonath2]

Don’t Forget The Guns (a.k.a The Nelson’s Ride Along)
Words And Music By
Cheryl Wheeler
 
Now let’s get the kids and pack up the car
Take that vacation we’ve been waiting for
Drive across this country leave our worries far behind
Singin’ four-part harmony to “Sweet Adeline”
 
`Cause I got these books and maps from Triple “A”
We’ll visit friends and sites along the way
So bring the bikes and toys and diapers
Pay the neighbor’s son
And call to stop the mail and, Honey,
Don’t forget the guns
 
(Chorus)
Now don’t forget the guns you know exactly what I mean
Bring the pistols, bring the Uzi and the old AR-15
We don’t look for trouble but by golly if we’re in it
It’s nice to know we’re free to blow nine hundred rounds a minute
 
We’ll head for Chicago, stop for the night
Hope for good weather hope the kids don’t fight
They’ve never seen mt. Rushmore and they ought to understand
The kind of men who forged our freedom all across this land
 
We’ll hike up a trail and ride down a street
Stand by Old Faithful and watch her blow off steam
When we pack picnic lunches that’s not all we’ll bring along
`Cause we’ll be packing 45’s case anything goes wrong
 
(Repeat Chorus)
 
Oh riding along we’ll follow the signs
Over the mountains under the pines
Up to Boot Hill where they got what they gave
In the land of the free you’ve got to be brave
 
(Repeat Chorus)
 
2/11/89
(P) May 27, 2003
 
Penrod And Higgins Music / Amachrist Music
ACF Music Group
International Copyright Reserved

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS AND OUR BELOVED NATION!



Johnny Horton – Battle of New Orleans
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Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[Retired Chemist]

Don’t Take Your Guns to Town by Johnny Cash

[Kathy in Alaska]

Headed home, fatima....then I can help. ((HUGS))

[Anima Mundi]

Blow You Away Robert Earl Keen:

You take off from work a bit early
The boss doesn’t care if you stay
The guard with the key has to check your ID
But he’d just as soon blow you away

The cops have stopped ten miles of traffic
They’re sorry for all the delay
No need for alarm as they’re waving their arms
But they’d just as soon blow you away

Two pretty blondes in a Porsche
Their bumper says “We Love LA”
They look pretty fair, but they’re crazy out there,
And they’d just as soon blow you away

You got in some trouble in high school
But you feel like a new man today
You keep to yourself because anyone else
Would just as soon blow you away

You’re standin’ in front of the teller
She’s countin’out all of your pay
There’s twenties and ones and there’s guards with their guns
And they’d just as soon blow you away

And one old ex con at the station
Fixes flats in the back of the bay
He winks and he jokes and he borrows a smoke
But he’d just as soon blow you away

You like the new girl at the hotel
She drops your room key in the tray
No words will pass through the bullet proof glass
‘Cause she’d just as soon blow you away

You climb up the stairs every evening
to your room right above the cafe
There ain’t much mystique, but you pay every week
‘Cause they’d just as soon blow you away

And You turn out the light that you read by
You pray that you’re one of the few
When you’re in with the lord there’s just one reward
And they’d just as soon make it come true

Your mattress is mildewed and lumpy
But you fall fast asleep where you lay
Under the lump there’s a twenty gauge pump
‘Cause they’d just as soon blow you away

[left that other site]

LAWYERS, GUNS AND MONEY”

Warren Zevon. (RIP)

[Darren McCarty]

Don't let 'em take your gun - Grand Funk Railroad

[Migraine]

Wolverton Mountain
Don’t Take Your Guns to Town —John Cash
Runnin’ Gun — Marty Robbins
Big Iron — Marty Robbins

[BlueDragon]

From Choctaw Bingo;

And he stopped off in Tushka
at that "Pop's Knife and Gun" place
Bought a SKS rifle and a couple a full cases
of that steel core ammo
With the berdan primers from some East bloc nation
that no longer needs 'em
And a Desert Eagle that's one great big ol' pistol
I mean .50 caliber
made by badass Hebrews
And some surplus tracers for that old BAR of Slayton's
Soon as it gets dark we're gonna have us a time
We're gonna have us a time

[The Mayor]

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Seek And Save
August 10, 2012

Lachlan Macquarie, governor of New South Wales from 1810–1821, had a way of making everyone feel included in the new colony. When the “exclusives” (free settlers, civil servants, and military officers) shunned the society of the “emancipists” (transported convicts given conditional or absolute pardon), Governor Macquarie insisted that they be treated as social equals.

Jesus showed interest in Zacchaeus, a shunned tax collector in Jericho, and included him in the recipients of His salvation plan (Luke 19:1-10). A marginalized and hated man because of his profession, Zacchaeus was desperate to see Jesus and climbed a tree to get a glimpse of Him. When Jesus passed by, He saw Zacchaeus’ desire and told him to come down because he had a divine appointment at his house. Some complained that Jesus was spending time with a sinner. His loving attention changed Zacchaeus’ life. He repented and offered restitution for those he had defrauded. Salvation had come to his house.

Jesus’ mission was simple: Diligently search for lost people, whatever their social standing, and offer them God’s salvation plan. As followers of Christ, we too have that as our mission.

Lord, help us show compassion
To a world that’s lost in sin,
So when we share the gospel,
Hungry souls for Christ we’ll win. —Sper

Christ’s mission is our mission.

Read: Luke 19:1-10

The Son of Man has come to seek and to save that which was lost. —Luke 19:10

Bible in a Year:
Isaiah 43-45

[Lurkina.n.Learnin]

If my gun don’t take your evil life
You can bet my bowie knife will

Frankie Laine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Vgf5L2ucvg

I didn’t see “ Give me Three steps” by Lynard Skynard either
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=of5aylTtkPU

[John S Mosby]

MY FATHER’S GUN
By Elton John/ Bernie Taupin
From : Tumbleweed Connection (1970)

From this day on I own my father’s gun
We dug his shallow grave beneath the sun
I laid his broken body down below the southern land
It wouldn’t do to bury him where any Yankee stands

I’ll take my horse and I’ll ride the northern plain
To wear the colour of the greys and join the fight again
I’ll not rest until I know the cause is fought and won
From this day on until I die I’ll wear my father’s gun

I’d like to know where the riverboat sails tonight
To New Orleans well that’s just fine alright
‘Cause there’s fighting there and the company needs men
So slip us a rope and sail on round the bend

As soon as this is over we’ll go home
To plant the seeds of justice in our bones
To watch the children growing and see the women sewing
There’ll be laughter when the bells of freedom ring

I’d like to know where the riverboat sails tonight
To New Orleans well that’s just fine alright
‘Cause there’s fighting there and the company needs men
So slip us a rope and sail on round the bend

Backed up by:

WHERE TO NOW, St. Peter? from the same Album (the blue canoe across the River Styx, sent there by a foreign gun):
Link to Youtube w/Gettysburg Monuments:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h16nKCba8Q4
WHERE TO NOW ST. PETER?
Elton John
Tumbleweed Connection (1970)

I took myself a blue canoe
And I floated like a leaf.
Dazzling dancing, half enchanted
In my merlin sleep.
Crazy was the feeling,
Restless were my eyes.
Insane they took the paddles.
My arms they paralyzed.

So where to now St. Peter,
If it’s true I’m in your hands?
I may not be a Christian,
But I’ve done all that one man can.
I understand I’m on the road
Where all that WAS is gone.
So where to now St. Peter?
Show me which road I’m on;
Which road I’m on.

I took a sweet young foreign gun.
This lazy life is short.
Something for nothing always ended
With a bad report.
Dirty was the day break,
Sudden was the change,
In such a silent place as this
Beyond the rifle range.

So where to now St. Peter,
If it’s true I’m in your hands?
I may not be a Christian,
But I’ve done all one man can.
I understand I’m on the road
Where all that was is gone.
So where to now St. Peter?
Show me which road I’m on;
Which road I’m on.

I took myself a blue canoe.

[Ruy Dias de Bivar]

SHOTGUN BOOGIE by TENNESSEE ERNIE FORD.

And...

I Didn’t Know The Gun Was Loaded
Hank Fort & Herb Leighton 1949

LYRICS ONLY

Oh Miss Effie was her name

Through the west she won her fame

Being handy with the gun

But she drove the men insane

Cause she’d whip out her pistol

And shoot most any guy

And sing out this alibi

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

And I’m so sorry my friend

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

And I’ll never, never do it again

But one night she made a slip

Shot the sheriff in the hip

So the law it took a hand

And made Effie take the stand

And she pled, ‘oh your honor

I’ll know you turn me loose

When you hear my one excuse’

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

And I’m so sorry my friend

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

And I’ll never, never do it again

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

But regarding the gun that I toted

All I did was hold it high and go ...

BANG, PING, HUHH, ZSSS

I’ll never, never do it again

INSTRUMENTAL

Yes the jury all agreed

That Miss Effie should be freed

But the sheriff’s jealous wife

Was indignant (yes, indeed)

So she borrowed a pistol

And shot this village belle

And sang as Miss Effie fell

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

And I’m so sorry my friend

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

And I’ll never, never do it again

I didn’t know the gun was loaded

But regarding the gun that I toted

All I did was hold it high and go ...

BANG, PING, HUHH, ZSSS

I’ll never, never do it again

[Ruy Dias de Bivar]

BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS by JOHNY HORTON

In 1814 took a little trip...

[Albion Wilde]

Gonna get me a gun and shoot all the whiteys I see,
Gonna get me a gun and shoot all the whiteys I see,
Gonna shoot all the whiteys I see,
So maybe they won’t bother me,
Gonna get me a gun and shoot all the whiteys I see!

—Garrett Morris, SNL 1975

[Little Ray]

Long Black Rifle - Kingston Trio.

[BulletBobCo]

Another One Bites the Dust