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Well, the memories within my mind
They're killing me most of the time
I've seen, the eyes of death
before It was knocking on my
door ... They
called it, the
Viet-Nam
War
Yes this
memory
inside of me
In my mind,
for I can
see The
way we
fought
and
died
For our
"Country,
Tis of Thee"
Can you tell ME
if It goes away?
I just can't, I
can't live this way
These memories ...
they're here to stay
I'll make...I'll make
it some day ... Yes
this memory, inside of me
...In mind, for I can
see The way
we fought,
and died
For our
"Country,
Tis
of
Thee" |
