try to catch the deluge in a paper cup (primroseburrows) wrote,
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows

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Well, I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in 'Nam
He said I think my country got a little off track
Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back

But it's better than not coming back at all
Many a good man I saw fall
And even now, every time I dream
I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream

Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
My children love me but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, it don't mean nothin',
It 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
And with all that fire, I was scared and cold

I was crazy, and I was 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

Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
My children love me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, it don't mean nothin',
it don't mean nothin', drive on

It was a slow walk in a 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

But I got a little limp now when I walk
And I got a little tremolo when I talk
But my letter read from Whiskey Sam,
"You're a walkin' talkin' miracle from Vietnam"

Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
My children love me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
It don't mean nothin'

Drive on.
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