| 'Got on a plane in Fresco and got off in Vietnam.
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| I walked into a different world, the past forever gone.
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| I could have gone to Canada or I could have stayed in school.
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| But I was brought up differently. |
| I couldn’t break the rules.
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| Thirteen months and fifteen days, the last ones were the worst.
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| One minute I kneel down and pray And the next I stand and curse.
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| No place to run to where I did not feel that war.
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| When I got home I stayed alone and checked behind each door.
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| Still in Saigon… Still in Saigon
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| I am Still in Saigon in my mind!
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| The ground at home was covered with snow. |
| And I was covered in sweat.
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| My younger brother calls me a killer and My daddy calls me a vet.
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| Everybody says that I’m someone else That I’m sick and there’s no cure.
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| Damned if I know who I am. |
| There was only one place I was sure…
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| When I was
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| Still in Saigon… Still in Saigon.
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| I am Still in Saigon… in my mind!
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| Every summer when it rains, I smell the jungle, I hear the planes.
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| I can’t tell no one I feel ashamed. |
| Afraid someday I’ll go insane.
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| That’s been ten long years ago and time has gone on by.
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| But now and then I catch myself… Eyes searchin through the sky.
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| All the sounds of long ago will be forever in my head.
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| Mingled with the wounded’s cries and the silence of the dead…
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| Cause I’m
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| Still in Saigon… Still in Saigon
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| I am still in Saigon… in my mind! |