Vietnam Blues (Beat Poetry)
The first cut from my first CD, "Vietnam Blues - Combat Tested Blues... For Peace."
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Story behind the song
Tells about my three tours in Vietnam.
Lyrics
THE VIETNAM BLUES
© Sarge Lintecum 1990
Lyrics
I wanna tell ya 'bout some blues I got one time,
In a little place called Vietnam.
Now I guess Vietnam's about as far away from here as you can get,
'Cause it didn't seem to matter which way the jet flew.
Sometimes we'd go East, sometimes West,
But no matter, twenty-two hours later
There ya are in Vietnam.
Now I did three tours over there,
Twenty-six months.
In which time I came down with malaria three times,
Jungle rot, immersion foot, two kinds a’ internal parasites,
Shrapnel wound in my leg,
And Agent Orange all over my body.
I'm talkin' blues now Jack.
Well ya run into two kinds of Vietnam combat veterans;
Some can't talk about it, some can't stop.
But there's one thing we’ve all got in common;
Sometimes we get thinkin' a’ the guys 'n gals
That didn't make it back,
And we come down with a real bad case,
Of the Vietnam blues.
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