| Verse 1:
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| Well he smoked tHose Camel cigarettes about three packs a day
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| Nicotine stains on his fingers when he’d stretch them out to play That old «Midnight special» is one he loved to do
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| Then he’d sing «I'm walking the floor over you
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| «Verse 2:
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| TV preachers and welfare checks for him just had no place
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| But he’d take his time to tune real good when he sang «Amazing Grace»
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| He’d say boys I’m old and crazy but I still give a damn
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| And I still think the boys got screwed over in Vietnam
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| Chorus:
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| He’d drag out that old uniform
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| And say «they used to call me slim»
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| He never could get it buttoned up
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| But the pride looked good on him
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| He still feels the way he felt
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| Over forty years ago
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| Here’s to the old man
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| Here’s to G.I. |
| Joe
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| Verse 3:
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| He only sang the old songs, he’s standing still in time
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| «My Phillipino baby», right there on his mind
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| Then he’d talk about the big one, the war we didn’t lose
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| He’d pick a little bit like Travis «Re-Enlistment blues»
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| Chorus.
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| Here’s to my old man
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| And all the G.I. |
| Joe’s |