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Hey Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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Yesterday I got a letter from my friend fighting in Vietnam |
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And this is what he had to say |
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'Tell all my friends that I'll be coming home soon |
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My time'll be up some time in June |
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Don't forget, he said, to tell my sweet Mary |
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Her golden lips as sweet as cherries |
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And it came from Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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It was just the next day his mother got a telegram |
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It was addressed from Vietnam |
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Now mistress Brown she lives in the U.S.A |
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And this is what she wrote and said |
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Don't be alarmed, she told me the telegram said |
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But mistress Brown, your son is dead |
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And it came Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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Somebody please stop that war now |
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Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
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Vietnam, Vietnam, Vietnam |
