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About this song
Soldier (The Scorn of Their Fathers) Dear comrade soldier we're raising our glass And welcome you back to the land of the brave May your name be remembered And may it be written in god's book of life No scar on your skin reminds of your task No blood on your clothes to prove you were there You got nothing to fear The wild stormy water is placid again You've survived you've survived You're alive Names on the tombstones won't frighten the brave Nor words a young man did write to his love Who was waiting in vain To stare at the meaningless signs on the wall Some leave no picture no words, no address No memories, no grieve and not even a name No memories, no grieve and not even a name You've survived, you've survived you're alive The wild stormy water is placid again You've survived, you survived you're alive Bridge Some believe firmly their ancestors live To guide them along with that sharp blade of steel Making their way through the night of disgrace And the scorn of their fathers will lighten their path
I carried the idea for this song with me for some years. I liked the idea of having a "comrade soldier" and the "Land of the Brave" in one line. I finished the song for the recording sessions in Nashville. I did some rewriting and added the bridge with the "scorn of their fathers". We recorded it a few days before the beginning of the war in Irak, in 2003. For me the song reflects the spooky atmosphere of a nation drumming for war.
Rick Schell: drums Ethan Pilzer: bass Doug Lancio: electric guitars Kim Parent: backing vocals Martin Schaffner: vocals, acoustic guitar Recorded 2003 at Sound Vortex Nashville