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Around a small farm in Tennessee
Soon the big bad world came a calling on him
To go fight for his country, to be free.
His Ma and Pa went to see him off, he was their only
Son, he stood so proud, so tall, if he was scared, they couldn't tell
Pa stood ramrod straight, his arm round the gentle Mother
Of his beloved Son, a Son he was sure was going into hell.
Tommy thought how small Ma and Pa looked, with a sudden urge
He hugged them both to him, no words were spoken
Pa coughed, Ma sniffed, in her silent thoughts she was thinking
"My baby, my beautiful baby, how grown he is." Now he was being taken.
Tommy had never been in a helicopter in his life, it was fun, he
Thought, he tried to block out the silent stare in Ma's eyes
When he had to leave them. A lump was in his throat, he lay
Back and closed his eyes, all around him he could hear muffled cries.
His best buddy from kindergarten, Jefferson was by his side
Never in all their lives had they been this quiet
They were going into unknown pastures, leaving their comfort
Zone behind, through parched lips, Jefferson whispered "Dubonnet".
With a thud the copter landed, tired thirsty men jumped out into
A hell hole, guns firing every which way, bombs screaming.
Tommy lay sprawled in the stinking mud, he saw Jefferson dying
In front of him, his insides spilling out, he thought he was dreaming.
Tommy went to hell and back in the next few years, poor Jefferson never
Did get his Dubonnet. Tommy survived in body, though not in mind,
When he was back home in the country he loved, walking down the street was spat at by his own country men. His skin resembled orange rind.
He went to Vietnam a young handsome man, he came out looking gaunt
And old. His Ma fell to her knees when she saw him, Pa stood frozen.
Tommy went down on his knees to hold his poor Ma, rocking her back and forth
He knew life would never be the same, his dear Ma and Pa looked so wizen.
This is a true story, told to me by a Vietnam Vet, who was there.