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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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