Neil w YoungThe Price of Freedom
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Written Remembrance Day, November 11, 1986, the song is my tribute to all the sung and unsung victims of all the wars fought in the name of freedom and democracy.

Lyrics and vocals - Neil w Young
Lead guitar - Gary Borden
Acoustic guitar and piano - Ray Lyell
Drums - Roger Banks

The song is my tribute to all the sung and unsung victims of all the wars fought in the name of freedom and democracy. I wrote it on Remembrance Day, November 11, 1986 while watching Remembrance Day services on television taking place in Ottawa, Ontario. The song was first recorded in 1993 at the legendary Grant Avenue Studio, Hamilton Ontario, and recorded a second time in 2011 for my "What Difference Will It Make" CD album released July 2012. I received letters of commendation regarding the lyrics from Peter Trueman, News Anchor, Global Television Network, Ottawa, Ontario, and from the late Barbara Frum, radio & television journalist, Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, Toronto, Ontario. The song was featured along with a related caricature on the editorial page of The Brantford Expositor, November 13, 1986.
The Price of Freedom

I stood alone and wondered at the crosses on the ground
At the poppies and the flowers and the names forever gone
I heard the cannons, heard the rockets, heard the screaming sound of planes
Heard no answer, saw no reason, for the killing and the pain

They said it was the price of freedom we were paying for
When we threw waves of soldiers onto god-forsaken shores
Was it the victors or the vanquished all the sacrifice was for
Or just the countless helpless victims of all the god-forsaken wars

There were children holding little flags tightly in their hands
There were little flags on rows of graves on shores of distant lands
A piper played ‘Amazing Grace’, veterans stood proudly side-by-side
Memories of war buried deep inside their minds

They felt the chill of early morning, heard death’s lonely bugler play
They wondered as they waited who would die out there that day
Across the gray horizon their eyes could only see
Their dreams all disappearing, a grim reality

They said it was the price of freedom we were paying for
When we threw waves of soldiers onto god-forsaken shores
Was it the victors or the vanquished all the sacrifice was for
Or just the countless helpless victims of all the god-forsaken wars

There were screams and crashing thunder as a thousand guns let go
Trenches were exploding into black and bloody holes
There was no past, no future, a burning flash and then, no more
There was no answer, just a question: What was the killing for?

They said it was the price of freedom we were paying for
When we threw waves of soldiers onto god-forsaken shores
Was it the victors or the vanquished all the sacrifice was for
Or just the countless helpless victims of all the god-forsaken wars
Just the countless helpless victims of all the god-forsaken wars

Copyright 1986 - 2007 Neil w Young Bear Creek Music Canada All Rights Reserved
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