Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Song Of The Wagon Master, artist - Sons Of The Pioneers. Album song Timeless Country: Sons of the Pioneers Vol 2, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 24.01.2009
Record label: Timeless Music Company
Song language: English
Song Of The Wagon Master |
I’m gonna preach you all a sermon |
About Old Man Atom, that’s me |
I don’t mean the Adam in the Bible datum |
I don’t mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated |
I mean that thing that science liberated |
The thing that Einstein says he’s scared of |
And when Einstein’s scared |
Brother, you’d better be scared |
If you’re scared of the atom, here’s what’s you gotta do |
You gotta gather all the people in the world with you |
'Cause if you don’t get together and do it |
Well, first thing you know I’m gonna blow this world plum too |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
Now life used to be such a simple joy |
My cyclotron was just a super toy |
And folks got born, they’d work and marry |
And «atom» was a word in the dictionary |
And then it happened |
The science boys, from every clime |
They all pitched in with overtime |
And before they knew it |
The thing was done |
And they’d hitched up the power of the Golden Sun |
And put a harness on Old Sol |
Splittin' atoms |
While the diplomats was splittin' hairs |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
But the atom’s here in spite of hysteria |
Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia |
And whether you’re a black, white, red or brown |
The question is this, when you boil it down |
To be or not to be, that’s the question |
The answer to it all ain’t military datum |
Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms |
No, the people of the world must decide their fate |
They gotta get together or disintegrate |
I hold this truth to be self-evident |
That all men may be cremated equal |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
Yes, it’s up to the people |
'Cause the atoms don’t care |
You can’t fence me in, I’m just like air |
I don’t give a hoot about any politics |
Or who got what into whichever fix |
All I want to do is sit around |
And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons |
Now the moral is this, just as plain as day |
That Old Man Atom is here to stay |
I’m gonna stick around and that’s for true |
But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? |
So listen folks, here is my thesis |
Peace in the world or the world in pieces |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |