I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said is my country just a little off track
Took em twenty-five years to welcome me back
But, it s better than not coming back at all
Many a good man I saw fall
And even now, every time I dream
I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream
:
:Drive on, it don t mean nothin
:
:My children love me , but they don t understand
:
:And I got a woman who knows her man
:
:Drive on, don t mean nothin , drive on
I remember one night, Tex and me
Rappelled in on a hot L.Z.
We had our 16 s on rock and roll
But, with all that fire, I was scared and cold
We were crazy, we were wild
And I have seen the tiger smile
I spit in a bamboo viper s face
And I d be dead , but by God s grace
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It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can t talk about the hit he got
I got a little limp now when I walk
Got a little tremolo when I talk
But my letter read from Whiskey Sam
You re a walkin talkin miracle from Vietnam
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