Gm
I don't know
why I'm over
here this job
is evil
Gm
They send me
there to Vietnam
to kill innocent
people
Gm
My mother wrote
me said the
President he doesn't
care
Gm
We trying to
leave the footprints
of America here
Gm
They say we're
trying to stop
Chinese expansion
Gm
But I ain't
seen no Chinese
since we landed
Gm
Sent my whole
entire unit thinking
we can win
Gm
Against the Viet
Cong guerillas there
in Gia Dinh
Gm
I didn't sign
up to kill
women or any
children
Gm
For every enemy
soldier, we killing
six civilians
Gm
Yeah, and that
ain't right to
me
I ain't
Gm
got enough of
mother fuckin' fight
in me
It frightens
Gm
me and I
just want to
see my son
and moms
Gm
But over here
they dropping seven
million tons of
bombs
Gm
I spend my
days dodging all
these booby traps
and mines
Gm
And at night,
praying to God
that I get
back alive
Gm
...And I'm forced
to sit back
and wonder
Gm
Why I was
a part of
'Operation Rolling Thunder'
Gm
In a fox
hole with nine
months left here
Gm
Jungle like the
fuckin' harbinger of
death here
Gm
I don't want
to be here.
I'm scared, I
just want to
go home.
Gm
You fucking kidding
me? Don't be
a pussy. Don't
you love your
country?
Gm
I like being
here. I'm ready.
True story...
Call me
Gm
Thorburn, John A.
Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skil
Gm
ling, killing, illing
I'm able and
willing
Gm
Kill a village
elephant, rapin' and
pillage your village
Gm
Illegitimate killers, US
Military guerillas
This ain't a
Gm
real war, Vietnam
shit
World War II,
that's a
Gm
war, this is
just a military
conflict
Soothing,
Gm
drug-abusing, Vietnamese women
screwing
Gm
Sex, scampling and
booze, and all
the shit is
amusing
Bitches and
Gm
guns, this is
every man's dream
I don't want
to go
Gm
home, where I'm
just a ordinary
human being
Special
Gm
OP, Huey chopper
gun shit, run
shit
Gook
Gm
run when the
mini-gun spit, won't
miss, kill shit
Gm
Spit four-thousand bullets
a minute Victor-Charlie,
hit trigger, hit
it
Gm
I'm in it
to win it,
get it The
lieutenant hinted the
villain, I've ended
up killing
I
Gm
did it, cripple,
did it, pictures
I painted is
vivid, live it
A
Gm
wizard with weapons,
a secret mission
we about to
begin it
Gm
Government funded, behind
enemy lines bullets
is spraying
It's
Gm
heating up, a
hundred degrees The
enemy's the North
Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no
Gm
sweat, I'm told
"be at ease"
Until I
Gm
see the pilot
got hit, and
we about to
hit some trees
Till the
Gm
rotor broke, crash
land, American man
Gm
Cambodia, right in
the enemy hand
Take a
Gm
swig of the
whiskey to calm
us
Them yellow men
Gm
wearing black pajamas
They want to
harm us They
all up on
us
Bang,
Gm
bang, bullet hit
my chest, feel
no pain
To my
Gm
left, the captain
caught a bullet
right in his
brain
Body
Gm
parts flying, loss
of limbs, explosions
Bad in
Gm
tentions, I see
my best friend's
intestines
Pray to the
Gm
one above, It's
raining and I'm
covered in mud
I think I'm
Gm
dying, I feel
dizzy, I'm losing
blood
I see my
Gm
childhood, I'm back
in the arms
of my mother
I see my
Gm
whole life, I
see Christ, I
see bright lights
I see
Gm
Israelites, Muslims and
Christians at peace,
no fights
Gm
Blacks, Whites, Asians,
people of all
types
I must have
Gm
died, then I
woke up, suprised
I'm alive
I'm in a
Gm
hospital bed, they
rescued me, I
survived
I es
Gm
caped the war,
came back
But ain't escape
Agent
Gm
Orange, two of
my kids born
handicapped
Gm
Spastic, quadriplegic, micro
cephalic
Cerebral
Gm
palsy, cortical blindness,
name it they
had it
My
Gm
son died he
ain't live, but
I still try
to think positive
Gm
Cause in life,
God take, God
give
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