Standing under the memorial at night,
The Stars and Stripes shine so bright,
But I remember back to another time,
When they were covered in mud, blood and grime.

We landed in Da Nang in 69,
Shipped out towards the front ahead of time,
Bright lads bright faces around me shone,
Little did I know most of them will soon be gone.

Soon we were, 
riding Hueys into battle above the trees.
On the ground every tree, 
whispered words in Vietnamese, 

It's kill or be killed, 
that's for sure.
You lead your patrol out, 
seeking more,

Make contact with the enemy,
Hunt him down, 
and kill many, 
that's the plan.

Every pathway lined with fire,
triggered by a tripwire,
every step could be your last,
blown apart by the blast.

Fathers lost along every trail,
Their sons still enlisting without fail,
How do we stop this war machine,
that is consuming everything.

I still wake up to the sound,
of Hueys coming to the ground,
dropping men into the fray
None still live to this day.

We came home, 
but no one cheered,
we did our duty, 
without fear.

Now we are all forgotten by time.
But I still see me in my prime,
Fighting to keep my men alive,
as our Government denied and denied.

I look back to the Memorial,
I Think of the men I lost, 
that did never see another light of day,
Those that gave all for our today. 

My time in Vietnam

I am just an older guy making music because it pleases me to do so. I have been making music for over 3 years so some of these are back catalogue, but some are new.

My time in Vietnam

OldManMusicMaker