Too scared to go to proud to run
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Here¡¯s your orders boy here¡¯s your gun
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We¡¯re sending you off to Vietnam
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Try to stay cool try to stay calm
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Never seen nothin¡¯ but that Mid-Texas dirt
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Never been on a flying machine
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Your job now is to take this gun
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And kill everything that you see
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It¡¯s a long way home
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Orange in the air
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Fire on the ground
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Them back up boys ain¡¯t no where around
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There¡¯s smoke in the sky
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You¡¯re screamin¡¯ to the sea
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Oh God have mercy on me
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It¡¯s a long way home
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Got that medal on your chest
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Now you got it made
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But you¡¯re going back to a land of protest
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And an empty hero¡¯s parade
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Waking up in the dead of night
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Screaming out your lungs
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Jungle fires and trip bomb wires
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And blazin¡¯ red turret guns
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It¡¯s a long way home
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Long Way Home
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