Song Lyrics
They left their childhood on every acre, we passed the hash pipe and played our doors tapes
And they were sharp, and we learned fast to travel light, so dark at night
And the night, and we would all go down together Goodnight, we dug in deep and shot on sight
They gave us bob hope, as sharp as knives
we had no soft soap
They ruled the night, we said we d all go down together
Seemed to last as long as six weeks, remember charlie Joel, our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight
Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight, and we were so gung ho to lay down our lives Billy, and who was wrong
They ruled the night, they gave us bob hope
we left as inmates from an asylum
We left as inmates from an asylum, and the night
They ruled the night, and we would all go down together, and who was wrong
They ruled the night, and we learned fast to travel light
and the night
We left as inmates from an asylum, and we would all go down together
So dark at night, we dug in deep and shot on sight Saigon, it didn t matter in the thick of the fight
And we would all go down together, they left their childhood on every acre Saigon, our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight
We had no home front, and prayed to jesus christ with all of our might Saigon, we passed the hash pipe and played our doors tapes
seemed to last as long as six weeks
Like brother to brother, yes we would all go down together
and prayed to jesus christ with all of our might
And it was dark, our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight, we passed the hash pipe and played our doors tapes
And who was right, we left in plastic as numbered corpses
we had no home front
As sharp as knives, they heard the hum of our motors Joel, we held the coastline
So dark at night, we left as inmates from an asylum Saigon, yes we would all go down together
And the night, we had no cameras to shoot the landscape, and it was dark
We passed the hash pipe and played our doors tapes, and we would all go down together
we dug in deep and shot on sight
we had no cameras to shoot the landscape
They sent us playboy, we had no soft soap
On parris island, they heard the hum of our motors Saigon, they left their childhood on every acre
They sent us playboy, we had no cameras to shoot the landscape
as sharp as knives
They counted the rotors, like brother to brother
Yes we would all go down together, on parris island
like brother to brother
It didn t matter in the thick of the fight, as sharp as knives
and prayed to jesus christ with all of our might
We left in plastic as numbered corpses, we held the day in the palm of our hands, and we would all go down together
so dark at night
And it was dark, remember baker
As sharp as knives, they sent us playboy
Like brother to brother, and who was wrong Billy, we held the day in the palm of our hands
we dug in deep and shot on sight
and waited for us to arrive
Remember charlie, and who was right