Drive On

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I got a friend named Whiskey Sam 
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He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam 
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He said is my country just a little off track 
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Took ‘em twenty-five years to welcome me back 
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But, it‘s better than not coming back at all 
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Many a good man I saw fall 
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And even now, every time I dream 
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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 
 
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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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