Vietnam blues
 

I wanna tell you 'bout some blues I got one time,
In a little place called Vietnam.
Now I guess Vietnam's about as far away from here as you can get,
'Cause it didn't seem to matter which way the jet flew.

Sometimes we'd go East, sometimes West,
But no matter, twenty-two hours later,
There you are in Vietnam.

Now I did three tours over there,
Twenty-six months,
In which time I came down with malaria three times,
Jungle rot, immersion foot, two kinds of internal parasites,
Shrapnel wound in my leg,
And Agent Orange all over my body.

I'm talkin' blues now, Jack.
You run into two kinds of Vietnam combat veterans;
Some can't talk about it, some can't stop.

But there's one thing we all have in common;
Sometimes we get thinkin' 'bout the guys 'n gals
That didn't make it back,
And we come down with a real bad case,
Of the Vietnam blues.

Vietnam Blues, sung by Dave Dudley

I was out on the leave at the time just duckin' the fog nosin' around like a hungry dog

In that crazy place called Washington DC

I saw a crowd of people on the White House lawn all carrying signes about VietNam

So I went over to see what was goin' on

It was a strange looking bunch but then I never could understand some people

Oh a fellow came to me with a list in his hand he said we're gatherin' names to send

The telegram of sympathy then he handed me a pen

I said I reckon this is goin' to kids and wives

My friends over there who're givin' their lives

He said ah ah buddy this is goin' to Ho-Chi-Min

I said Ho-Chi who he said Ho-Chi-Min people's leader North VietNam

Oh I wasn't really sure I was hearin' him right

I though I'd better move before I got in a fight

Cause my ears were hurtin' and my ball started hit my lick

Then I thought of another telegram that I've just read

Tellin' my buddy's wife that her husband was dead

It wasn't too long till I was feelin' downright sick

Another held the sign that said we won't fight

I thought to myself boy ain't that right

To leave a lot of our soldiers die instead

I said it's a shame that every man who ever died up there that far off land

Was dyin' for that you wouldn't have to wake up dead

Course he looked at me like I was kinda crazy just another warmonger

Oh I left that place and I went downtown and hit first bar that I'd found

To cool myself off and pacify my brain

You see I was on orders to VietNam little old place just north to Saigon

Had about an hour to catch myself a plane

So all I mean to say is I don't like dyin' either but man I ain't gonna crawl

One Six,

Glad to see you back. How are things in Greensboro? Have you been to the Vet Center? Is that Michael Hauser thing still workin' there? Wonder if any of my old guys still go.

Was up your way not long ago. Deb and I went to the Airborne Museum in Fayettenam, then to High Point to look for a couch, then to Winston, then off to Asheville. Hope all is well with you.

RA, thanks for your regular support!

Pack

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...lookin' for a James Pezco from there, iif you find him drag him here,...

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Packy & Seatjerker.

The Vet Center is thriving. I have as little to do with Mike as I can.

I don't know James Pezco, but will file away the name and keep a look out.

Yeah I did 3 tours in Nam, and definetly suffferd the Vietnam blues for quite a while and got tired of the blues so I got some help to get me straight and learn to deal with the blues, sometimes I still get blue though.

One Six,

Thanks for the comeback. Everyone I know has as little to do with him as possible. Can't believe he's still working there.

Take care bro!

"If your gonna be ONE....."

Pack