|
E
E E7
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
A
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
B7
He said is my country just a little off track
E B7 E
Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back
E E7
But, it's better than not coming back at all
A
Many a good man I saw fall
B7
And even now, every time I dream
E B7 E
I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream
E
|Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
B7 E
|My children love me , but they don't understand
A E
|And I got a woman who knows her man
B7 E
|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
{chorus}
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
{chorus}
|
|
