CATCHING UP WITH WILLIE NELSON

Have you heard, or heard about, Willie Nelson's new antiwar song? It's called "Whatever Happened to Peace On Earth," and he sang it last week in Austin, Texas, at a fund-raising concert for Democratic presidential candidate Dennis Kucinich. "That's only the second protest song I've ever written," Nelson told the Austin American-Stateman, "but it just came pouring out."

There aren't many performers around with Nelson's courage, and that includes the Dixie Chicks. It's not just the outspoken lyrics of his new song that resonate with deep conviction; it's his unwillingness to back away from them that evinces rare belief and even rarer bravery. Here's the song:

What Ever Happened To Peace On Earth

There's so many things going on in the world
Babies dying
Mothers crying
How much oil is one human life worth
And what ever happened to peace on earth

We believe everything that they tell us
They're gonna' kill us
So we gotta' kill them first
But I remember a commandment
Thou shall not kill
How much is that soldier's life worth
And whatever happened to peace on earth

(Bridge)
And the bewildered herd is still believing
Everything we've been told from our birth
Hell they won't lie to me
Not on my own damn TV
But how much is a liar's word worth
And whatever happened to peace on earth

So I guess it's just
Do unto others before they do it to you
Let's just kill em' all and let God sort em' out
Is this what God wants us to do

(Repeat Bridge)
And the bewildered herd is still believing
Everything we've been told from our birth
Hell they won't lie to me
Not on my own damn TV
But how much is a liar's word worth
And whatever happened to peace on earth

Now you probably won't hear this on your radio
Probably not on your local TV
But if there's a time, and if you're ever so inclined
You can always hear it from me
How much is one picker's word worth
And whatever happened to peace on earth

But don't confuse caring for weakness
You can't put that label on me
The truth is my weapon of mass protection
And I believe truth sets you free

(Bridge)
And the bewildered herd is still believing
Everything we've been told from our birth
Hell they won't lie to me
Not on my own damn TV
But how much is a liar's word worth
And whatever happened to peace on earth

American-Statesman reporter Michael Corcoran asked Nelson whether he was concerned that "such biting questions as 'How much oil is one human life worth?' and 'How much is a liar's word worth?' might cause a backlash with conservative country music fans." Nelson replied, "I sure hope so. I don't care if people say, 'Who the hell does he think he is?' I know who I am."

The song does not have to identify the liar. We know who he is. Nor does it have to identify the guitar picker. We know him, too. And when it asks, "How much is one picker's word worth?," we know the answer to that: Plenty. Although I've heard from one correspondent that Nelson did not plan to record the song, Corcoran reports otherwise.

Nelson's first antiwar song, in case you're interested, was the powerful, elegaic "Jimmy's Road," which he sang at peace rallies during the 1991 Gulf War. It was released in 1992 on the not easily available, two-disc set "The IRS Tapes: Who'll Buy My Memories?" You can hear Nelson singing "Jimmy's Road" here. Have patience -- it takes time to load -- and turn up the sound.

January 8, 2004 10:38 AM |

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