Subject: ADD: Grit Laskin: The End of A Pointed Gun From: GUEST,Feder Date: 11 Jan 02 - 09:43 AM Grit Laskin, one of The Friends Of Fiddler's Green in Toronto, and one of the best builders of acoustic guitars in the world, wrote this powerful song from the point of view of an Israeli father whose son was one of the atheletes murdered by Palestinian terrorists at the Olympic Games. Grit uses the melody to "Erev Shel Shoshanim," a traditional Hebrew folk song. The End of A Pointed Gun by William (Grit) Laskin I've laboured through two world wars An old war that still fights on I'll dare any man says I've not worked This land that I stand upon A homeland both free and strong To harbour my only son I hoped he'd never see as I The end of a pointed gun My nation and my son, my nation and my son One found its birth, one found his death At the end of a pointed gun Oh praised be Olympiad Was echoed the whole world round Nation to nation unified On one chosen stretch of ground Oh proud were the boys as mine To play for their own country I wish to God he'd never gone But stayed with his family My nation and my son, my nation and my son One found its birth, one found his death At the end of a pointed gun The games scarcely had begun When out of each winner's joy Bloodshed rose unexpectedly Eleven dead and one my boy How does a father mourn His murdered hopes and dreams? How on this earth can he escape The agonies he has seen? My nation and my son, my nation and my son One found its birth, one found his death At the end of a pointed gun I've laboured through two world wars An old war that still fights on I'll dare any man says I've not worked This land my boy rests upon My nation and my son, my nation and my son One found its birth, one found his death At the end of a pointed gun |
Subject: RE: Grit Laskin: The End of A Pointed Gun From: GUEST,sophocleese Date: 11 Jan 02 - 10:29 PM Thanks for reminding me of this song Feder. Its been a long time since I heard it but I loved it the first time I did. I've got to go find that tape again. Messages from multiple threads combined. Messages below are from a new thread. |
Subject: looking for Grit Laskin song From: GUEST Date: 10 Apr 02 - 12:06 PM I heard a song by Grit Laskin called "End Of A Pointed Gun" on the radio and would appreciate the lyrics. Thanks. |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: DaveJ Date: 10 Apr 02 - 12:28 PM Guest,
Your best bet is to go to the Borealis Records web site and buy this record. You'll be supporting Grit's fine work as an artist and you can learn the song by transcribing it yourself. |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: wysiwyg Date: 10 Apr 02 - 02:09 PM Maybe he sang it at the Millenium Stage concert (Kennedy Center), which is archived HERE. If so you can transcribe it, and post it here! ~Susan |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: DaveJ Date: 10 Apr 02 - 02:48 PM Wys, I'm glad I'm not the only one who leaves out something out in my html once in a while. Your link to the Kennedy Ctr is missing a closing "a" after the slash. Thanks for the link to the Kennedy center. The song in question is the 12th track on the first disc of Grit's "Unabashedly Folk" album. The album is a double CD re-release of two LPs from Grit's earlier work and well worth owning. DaveJ |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: John MacKenzie Date: 10 Apr 02 - 03:04 PM In the same way that Glenn Close could be a man, a woman, or an address, I think that Grit Laskin is either a southern food stuff or a sexual perversion. Only Kidding ;-{)>.....Giok |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: GUEST Date: 10 Apr 02 - 03:21 PM At the End of a Pointed Gun Lyrics by William Laskin Traditional melody to "Erev Shel Shoshanim" I've laboured through two world wars An old war that still fights on I'll dare any man says I've not worked This land that I stand upon A homeland both free and strong To harbour my only son I hoped he'd never see as I The end of a pointed gun Chorus: My nation and my son, my nation and my son One found its birth, one found his death At the end of a pointed gun Oh praised be Olympiad Was echoed the whole world round Nation to nation unified On one chosen stretch of ground Oh proud were the boys as mine To play for their own country I wish to God he'd never gone But stayed with his family Chorus The games scarcely had begun When out of each winner's joy Bloodshed rose unexpectedly Eleven dead and one my boy How does a father mourn His murdered hopes and dreams? How on this earth can he escape The agonies he has seen? Chorus I've laboured through two world wars An old war that still fights on I'll dare any man says I've not worked This land my boy rests upon Chorus
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Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: DaveJ Date: 10 Apr 02 - 04:28 PM (with line breaks added) At the End of a Pointed Gun Lyrics by William Laskin Traditional melody to "Erev Shel Shoshanim"
I've laboured through two world wars Chorus:
My nation and my son,
Oh praised be Olympiad Chorus
The games scarcely had begun Chorus
I've laboured through two world wars Chorus |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: GUEST Date: 10 Apr 02 - 04:40 PM Thank you for the lyrics. And I have just ordered the Cd. |
Subject: RE: looking for Grit Laskin song From: wysiwyg Date: 10 Apr 02 - 05:05 PM There's TONS of stuff at the Kennedy Center-- I wish the 'net was faster today so I could have made a direct Gritlink. ~S~
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Subject: Lyr Add: At The End Of A Pointed Gun From: GUEST Date: 25 Jul 03 - 10:34 AM At The End Of A Pointed Gun Lyrics: Grit Laskin Music: traditional melody of Erev Shel Shohanim recordings by: Grit Laskin, the Tannahill Weavers I've laboured through two world wars An old war that still fights on I'll dare any man says I've not worked This land that I stand upon A homeland both free and strong To harbour my only son I hoped he'd never see as I The end of a pointed gun Chorus: My nation and my son, my nation and my son One found its birth, one found his death At the end of a pointed gun Oh praised be Olympiad Was echoed the whole world round Nation to nation unified On one chosen stretch of ground Oh proud were the boys as mine To play for their own country I wish to God he'd never gone But stayed with his family Chorus The games scarcely had begun When out of each winner's joy Bloodshed rose unexpectedly Eleven dead and one my boy How does a father mourn His murdered hopes and dreams? How on this earth can he escape The agonies he has seen? Chorus I've laboured through two world wars An old war that still fights on I'll dare any man says I've not worked This land my boy rests upon Chorus |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: At The End Of A Pointed Gun From: Stewie Date: 25 Jul 03 - 09:05 PM Good song. Here is some background and a couple of textual variations from lyrics and notes supplied with the LP Grit Laskin 'Unmasked' Fogarty's Cove Music FCM-003. Laskin set out his text in 4-line rather than 8-line stanzas. The chorus is set out in 5 lines. Minor variations from Guest's text above: Stanza 2/3 line 2: 'Was cried from the whole world round' Stanza 2/3 line 3: 'Nation with nation unified' Stanza 2/4 line 1: 'Oh young were the boys as mine' Laskin's note is:
--Stewie. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The End of a Pointed Gun (Grit Laskin) From: GUEST,gillymor Date: 09 Feb 14 - 10:01 AM The Tannahill Weavers do a very moving live version of this on the CD Celtic Folk Festival. I had no idea it was written by the fine luthier Grit Laskin. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The End of a Pointed Gun (Grit Laskin) From: Joe Offer Date: 15 Jan 24 - 06:52 PM What does this song mean to us now? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The End of a Pointed Gun (Grit Laskin) From: GerryM Date: 16 Jan 24 - 12:06 AM Joe, to me, it means pretty much what it always has meant. I don't see much difference between the Black September murderers who chose to slaughter athletes at the Munich Olympics, and the Hamas murderers who chose to slaughter or kidnap everyone they could this last 7th of October. Say what you will about Israel, neither action can be justified in any way, shape, or form. And I'm sure the residents of Sderot and the nearby kibbutzim that were targeted on 7 October have much the same feelings of attachment to the land and the same hopes for their children as did the father in the song. |
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