John Denver Posthumous speechwriter for GWB...

[Jackpine Radical]

I'm Sorry Lyrics
Artist: John Denver (Buy John Denver CDs)
Album: Windsong

I'm sorry for the way things are in China
I'm sorry things ain't what they used to be
But more than anything else
I'm sorry for myself


I was amazed to hear Bush saying "I'm sorry..." and then not list anything that he actually had control over. "Sorry for the way things are in China" indeed.

[Bush_Eats_Beef]

1. Nah...Marshall Crenshaw's "I'm Sorry, But So Is Brenda Lee"...

We used to laugh at how we would prove them all wrong
And it was gonna be blue skies and endless sweet love songs
Oh nowadays baby, you won't even admit that you once knew me
Well, well, I'm sorry, and so is Brenda Lee

...it adds that "you don't really think I GIVE a flying you-know-what" twist at the end...

[LittleApple81]

2. Thanks for this. It comes close to the Dubya reality show. n/t

[oregonjen]

3. Raven's Child (1989)by John Denver

Here's part of it:
The arms king sits on his arrogant throne
away and above and apart
Bankers assure him
That he needn't care
and greed makes a stone of
What once was a heart

The oil king sits on his arrogant throne
Away and above and apart
Lawyers have warned him
He musn't speak
And greed has made silent
what once was a heart


This was written after the oil spill in Alaska

[Jackpine Radical]

4. I'll see that Ravens Child and raise you a Let Us Begin:

I always liked Johnny Denver, but find that just now I'm getting an appreciation I never had for him before.


Let Us Begin (What Are We Making Weapons For?) Lyrics
Artist: John Denver

This song was first released on the One World Album. It is the only album it appears on.

I am the son of a grassland farmer
Western Oklahoma nineteen forty three
I always felt grateful to live in the land of the free
I gave up my father to South Korea
The mind of my brother to Vietnam
Now theres a banker who says I must give up my land
There are four generations of blood in this topsoil
Four generations of love on this farm
Before I give up I would gladly give up my right arm

What are we making weapons for
Why keep on feeding the war machine
We take it right out of the mouths of our babies
Take it away from the hands of the poor
Tell me, what are we making weapons for

I had a son and my son was a soldier
He was so like my father, he was so much like me
To be a good comrade was the best that he dreamed he could be
He gave up his future to revolution
His life to a battle that just cant be won
For this is not living, to live at the point of a gun
I remember the nine hundred days of Leningrad
The sound of the dying, the cut of the cold
I remember the moments I prayed I would never grow old

What are we making weapons for
Why keep on feeding the war machine
We take it right out of the mouths of our babies
Take it away from the hands of the poor
Tell me, what are we making weapons for

For the first time in my life I feel like a prisoner
A slave to the ways of the powers that be
And I fear for my children, as I fear for the for the future I see
Tell me how can it be were still fighting each other
What does it take for a people to learn
If our song is not sung as a chorus, we surely will burn

What are we making weapons for
Why keep on feeding the war machine
We take it right out of the mouths of our babies
Take it away from the hands of the poor
Tell me, what are we making weapons for

Have we forgotten
All the lives that were given
All the vows that were taken
Saying never again
Now for the first time
This could be the last time
If peace is our vision
Let us begin

Have we forgotten
All the lives that were given
All the vows that were taken
Saying never again, never again
Now for the first time
This could be the last time
If peace is our vision
Let us begin, let us begin

Words and music by John Denver

[oregonjen]

6. Excellent! Heard him sing that live. Moving.

"It's About Time"
Have you heard that one?

[Q]

5. I knew and respected Denver...

...so don't associate his name with that of Bush*.