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John Denver Lyrics for Song: Let Us Begin (What Are We making Weapons For?)
 Lyrics for Album: Portrait [1999]
 
 
 
 16411>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 there's 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 can't 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
 
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| Album Lyrics: Portrait [1999] |  
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  John Denver
 "Portrait [1999]"
 
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