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I got a friend named Whiskey Sam

He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam

He said is my country just 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

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|Drive on, it don't mean nothin'

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|My children love me , but they don't understand

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|And I got a woman who knows her man

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|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

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

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