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Monday, May 25, 2015

Mekong Delta Blues


Dedicated to an Army Ranger I never really knew.
Way down south, now
on the Mekong Delta
Me and my buddy
smoked a pipe and
watched the war go by
We heard a bomb blast         
and saw a rocket flare
Oh, I was there when
my buddy lost his life…

Chorus:
I don’t care, now
if I live or die, now
and I got a baby girl
and a real sweet wife
But nothin’ matters
in the world, now
since the day I saw
my buddy lose his life

I came home from
a war that mattered
to some muckety-mucks
smokin’ stogies in D.C.
But I can’t think of
anything further
than that day in the swamp
and my buddy and me

My wife is gone, now
she took our baby
shook her head and cried
the day she was free
No more misery
No more worries
all I got left are memories of
Nam and my buddy & me
(Repeat first stanza)
Image result for iconic free images of Vietnam war 




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