My Vietnam

Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom

Peace and all the great things that we take advantage of

Once I fed the homeless, I'll never forget

The look upon their faces as I treated them with respect, and



This is my Vietnam

I'm at war

Life keeps on dropping bombs

And I keep score



Momma was a lunatic, yes, she liked to push my buttons

She said I wasn't good enough, but I guess I wasn't trying

Never liked school that much, they tried to teach me better

But I just wasn't hearing it because

I thought I was already pretty clever, and



This is my Vietnam

I'm at war

Life keeps on dropping bombs

And I keep score



This is my Vietnam

I'm at war

They keep on dropping bombs

And I keep score



What do you expect from me?

What am I not giving you?

What could I do for you to make me OK in your eyes?



This is my Vietnam

I'm at war

They keep on dropping bombs

And I keep score



This is my Vietnam

I'm at war

Life keeps on dropping bombs

And I keep score



This is my Vietnam

This is my Vietnam