Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom Peace and all the great things that we take advantage of Once I fed the homeless, I`ll never forget I look upon thier faces as I treated them with respect And
This is my Vietnam I`m at war Life keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score
Momma was a lunitic, she liked to push my buttons She said I wasn`t good enough, but I guess I wasn`t trying Never like school that much, they tried to teach me better But I just wasn`t hearing it because I thought I was already pretty clever And
This is my Vietnam I`m at war They keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score
This is my Vietnam I`m at war They keep on dropping bombs And I keep score
What do you expect from me? What am I not giving you? What could I do for you to make me OK in your eyes?
This is my Vietnam I`m at war They keep on dropping bombs And I keep score
This is my Vietnam I`m at war Life keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score
This is my Vietnam This is my Vietnam
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