SALUTE TO VIETNAM VETERANS
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Across the Pacific Ocean
Vietnam is the spot,
Ten thousand miles from you,
The spot that God forgot.
We work, we sweat,
It's more than we can stand,
We're not supposed to be convicts
But defenders of our land.
We're members of US Armed Forces
Getting very little pay,
Defending people with millions
For a lousy two and a half a day.
Living with our memories
Waiting to be with our gals
Hoping all the while
They haven't married our pals.
Nobody knows we're living,
No one gives a damn,
At home we are forgotten
We belong to Uncle Sam.
When we die and go to heaven
We'll hear St. Peter yell,
"Let the boys from Vietnam through,
For they have spent their time in Hell".