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He was only seventeen when the letter came in the mail
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from the local draft board saying you've got a choice.
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Jloin the army or you go to jail.
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As he packed his bags, his mother wept saying:
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"Daddy don't you think it's a shame?"
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"No, I think it will make him a man."
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Eleven weeks of boot camp got you doing situps in the day and the night.
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Then they ship you out on a boat and they say you are ready to fight.
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Have your breakfast in a Saigon street.
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Where the heroin is so strong.
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It makes the killing sweet.
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Pretty soon you can do no wrong.
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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So they send you off on night patrol.
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Put a carbine in your hand.
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Tely ou not to shoot yourself.
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You're supposed to shoot the Vietnam.
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Take a look at my friend Charlie.
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He's go tno hands, no legs, no feet.
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Now they've got him selling pencils on the corner.
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Boys, he begging in the street.
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Sa I call up my Congressman.
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Saying Mister I have a complaint.
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Why are we losing all our boys in the war?
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When are we going to learn some restraint?
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Soldier Blue
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Richard Lloyd |