On Friday, November 16, 2001 Alan Jackson had the lyrics of his song "Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning" read into the Congressional Record by His Honor, Congressman Mac Collins.
HONORABLE MAC COLLINS of Georgia
House of Representatives
Friday, November 16, 2001
"On September 11th, 2001 our nation suffered a cataclysmic attack of unprecedented proportion. More than 6,000 Americans lost their lives in less than 1 hour's time.
In the two months following that tragic day, our citizens have struggled for ways to accept and deal with such a horrific loss. We have held candlelight vigils, all night prayer groups, talked of memorials and rebuilding. We have launched a major military campaign to seek justice for those victims. But one young man, whose name is known to many of this body and many of the American people, has found a way to genuinely memorialize those victims and that day in song.
Alan Jackson was born in Newnan, Georgia in 1958. Since that time he has grown into one of the nation's most loved Country Music stars. Some have called him the conscience of Nashville for his actions and the type of music he makes.
On November 7th. at the Country Music Awards, Alan sang a song he wrote, which more than any other that I have heard, expressed the wide range of emotions experienced on September 11th, 2001. I would like to read those lyrics to you now. "
Where Were You [When The World Stopped Turning]
By Alan Jackson
Where were you when the world stop turning on that September day
Were you in the yard with your wife and children
Or working on some stage in L.A.
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Rising against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry
Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don't know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below
Did you burst out in pride for the red, white and blue
And the heroes who died just doin' what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters
I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I could
Tell you the difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love
Where were you when the world stop turning on that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Or driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty 'cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her
Did you dust off that bible at home
Did you open your eyes, hope it never happened
And you close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Or speak to some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love
"I would like to take this opportunity to commend and congratulate my former constituent, a great American who has used his gifts as a songwriter and performer to lift the American spirit in this great pursuit for justice. Alan Jackson has crafted a thoughtful memorial to the victims of September 11th and serves as an example of how all Americans can help heal our nation from the wounds we suffered on that tragic day. Thank you Alan, for helping us to remember those we lost and for helping to keep their memory alive."
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5 comments:
I was in Norman, Oklahoma, in my home. I remember that morning. My college-aged stepdaughter was living with us, and she announced it. I was mesmerized and couldn't turn the TV off for weeks. Now I'm one of those people who cherish the quiet. So when something happens, I usually don't know until the evening news. I spend my time in the garden in reflection and peace. Happy and thankful for that in light of the fate of others not so fortunate.
Brenda
I was getting ready for work and just happened to open the TV for the news before i left for the day, I was rooted the the very spot I stood I could not tear my eyes away and I didn't want to go to work,I was worried for my children who did not live at home, one was in Houston and one in Ottawa,we live in Canada, it was a very scary day for us as well,I am thankful it didn't affect my family but I am deeply sorry for the families it did affect.
Diane
Hi,
Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. I see you have 4 blogs and I wasn't sure which one to visit you at. All is better and thanks for your concern.
Warmly, Deb
Up until 9-11, the big question was "where were you when Kennedy was shot", before that "where were you when Pearl Harbor was attacked". Seems like each generation has their own defining moment like that.
I was at home when my daughter called and told me to turn on the TV. Like the rest of America, I sat in shock and tears at the horrible scene we all can never forget. I was so comforted by a prayer service we went to the following night, and I was so proud how we as a people came together as one to do something--anything to feel like we in some small way contributed to help those affected by the tragedy.
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