Seawolf Sundown

Music from N8 20250821 Seawolf Videos.
A little Country and a little Bluegrass from our Kentucky Influence

Sung By
Hana Kato
花加藤
Song and Music By
Timothy Klanderud
ティモシー・クランデルード
Suno を使用

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Best of the Best
“We Seawolves had a ‘Great’ mission. If it weren’t for the Seawolves and their sacrifices, many more names would be on this wall. Indeed, we Seawolves were the “Best of the Best.” We dared to go when and where others would not go. People need not take our word for this. All they have to do is ask the units our squadron supported. Ask the “Brown Water Navy” Sailors, including the SEALs and UDT. Ask the U.S. Army and Marine Corps Special Forces and advisors. Ask the Green Beret, LRP, Mobile Strike Force and Ranger Team members. Ask the South Vietnamese villagers who were in danger of being over run by the VC and NVA.”

Vietnam Memorial Speech
Washington DC, July 4, 1996
By Tom Olby, HAL-3 Seawolves, Det 1 (1968-1971)

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Lyrics:

Howdy… y’all reckon Seawolf a comin’.

Sundown's sittin' on the ridge, the wind is howlin' low
My M9 pistol in my hand, I'm ready for the show
High Noon to this lonely dusk, ain't nobody but me
Just my M4 Carbine and the will to be free

The world out here is full of rust, a whisper and a prayer
A thousand miles of empty space, without a soul to care
But a Gun Slinger gotta stand Their ground, no matter what it takes
Gonna raise my steel and let 'em know, for goodness gracious sakes!

Yee-haw!

砂漠の風は歌うの (Sabaku no kaze wa utau no) - The desert wind is singing
私の心は燃えているの (Watashi no kokoro wa moete iru no) - My heart is on fire
勝利の歌を歌おう (Shouri no uta o utaou) - Let's sing a song of victory!

They said a girl like me could never face this kind of fate
A lone-star warrior on the run, a rebel at the gate
But every breath is a new fight, every bullet is a plea
I'm the Seawolf of the Western plains and a legend of the sea!

The moon is risin' on the dust, the stars are fallin' low
The battle's done, the day is won, with nowhere left to go
Just the echo of a rifle shot and a quiet, lonely sound
A little bit of Nevada on this sacred, hollow ground

Yee-haw.