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My Vietnam

Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedomPeace and all the great things that we takeadvantage ofOnce I fed the homeless, I'll never forgetI look upon thier faces as I treated them withrespectAnd

This is my VietnamI'm at warLife keeps on dropping bombsAnd I keep score

Momma was a lunitic, she liked to push my buttons

She said I wasn't good enough, but I guess Iwasn't tryingNever like school that much, they tried to teachme betterBut I just wasn't hearing it because I thought Iwas already pretty clever

And

This is my VietnamI'm at warThey keeps on dropping bombsAnd I keep score

This is my VietnamI'm at warThey keep on dropping bombsAnd 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 youreyes?

This is my VietnamI'm at warThey keep on dropping bombsAnd I keep score

This is my VietnamI'm at warLife keeps on dropping bombsAnd I keep score

This is my VietnamThis is my Vietnam

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