I'm just such a sucker for old songs and movies... I can watch old MTVs of bands like Mr Big (swinging their long messy hair to a rock tune) and re-runs of love stories from the 1980s starring old stars like Michelle Pfiffer, Rob Lowe, John Travolta over and over again... (& of coz, my fav impersonation of the clay-moulding moment of Demi Moore in the movie "Ghost")... hahah..
I was listening to the radio a few days back and this "o-biang" song played on the airwaves... As I listened to the pop-art-ish tune, I imagined the scene to be a pre-war scene, with girls in can-can polka dotted skirts waving goodbye to their boyfriends who are marching off to fight a war... And this song was sung of a girl who's boyfriend was called Billy...
"Billy Don't Be a Hero"
The Marching Band Came Down Along Main Street
The Soldiers Blue Step in Behind
I Looked Across and There I Saw Billy
Waiting to Go and Join the Line
And With Her Head Upon His Shoulder
His Young and Lovely Fiancee
From Were I Stood I Saw She Was Crying
And Through Her Tears I Heard Her Say
(Chorus)
"Billy Don't Be a Hero,
Don't Be a Fool With Your Life
Billy Don't Be a Hero,
Come Back and Make Me Your Wife"
And As He Started to Go
She Said "Billy Keep Your Head Low
Billy Don't Be a Hero Come Back to Me"
The Soldier Blues Were Trapped On a Hill Side
The Battle Raging All Around
The Seargent Cried "We've Got to Hang On Boys
We've Got to Hold This Piece of Ground
I Need a Volunteer to Ride Up
And Bring Us Back Some Extra Men"
And Billy's Hand Was Up in a Moment
Ignoring All the Words She Said
(Chorus)
I Heard His Fiancee Got a Lettter
That Told How Billy Died That Day
The Lettter Said That He Was a Hero
She Should Be Proud He Died That Way
I Heard She Threw the Letter Away
I'm really thankful that we enjoy such peace and security in Singapore... and that I don't have to send my loved ones off to fight wars...!
Like what I always tell (nag at) Randy from the time he was enlisted to the Army few yrs ago, if you can't do it, don't force yourself... Don't risk your life over it!
I'm glad that he survived Army with nothing more than some papercuts.. (Proves that nagging works... ahahhaha) But recent times he's been crazy abt joining Marathons. Sorry for being such an aunty abt it, but the news abt people dropping dead halfway thru a run just scares the crap out of me... esp when Randy is doing a 6 hrs night run. But I'm glad that whenever he's reached his limit, my face would pop up in his head and my deep voice thunders: "You better stop. God made you a human, not a cheetah. You better know your limits coz I don't wanna be a widow!"
Our Journey!!!
Like sand through the hourglass, so are the stories of our lives...
Monday, February 23, 2009
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