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Date Posted: 18:54:07 09/03/02 Tue
Author: 1970s' Song
Subject: England's Vietnam



Song: ENGLAND'S VIETNAM

Verse 1

Well, good evening friends, its good to be back in the good old U.S.A.

Where they make damn sure to keep all their wars thousands of miles away

For I've just been across the ocean, to see my family home,

And after what I saw there, I never more will roam.


CHORUS

Well give me a home where the Panthers roam, and the Weathermen so free

Take a walk in the dark around the Central Park, it does not bother me

Tear the country in two, but whatever you do, I'll stay right where I am

For I do not want another trip to England's Vietnam.


Verse 2

We arrived at Aldergrove, that's where the planes do go

It used to be Nutt's Corner, why they changed it I just don't know

I was wearing an army jacket, from Vietnam it came

When a soldier stuck a gun in my ribs and says "I know your game".


Verse 3

"Oh where is your black beret", he cried, "And your hurley stick as well ?"

I hit him with my camera, and like a stone he fell,

I sent for a policeman to take this poor man away

Saying, "This would never happen in the good old U.S.A."


Verse 4

The policeman grabbed me by the arm saying, "Come along with me,

For I can tell by the gleam in your eye that you hate democracy

You're a Trotskyist from the Kremlin, you're a Vatican anarchist spy

A communist from China, a Commie from the F.B.I."


Verse 5

Well, you know I had to leave there, I'll tell you what I done

I slipped five dollars in in his hand and began to run

I walked the streets of Belfast from the New Lodge to the Falls

Watching the rubber bullets goin' a bouncing off the walls.


Chorus....


Footnote: The words of this song were kindly provided by XXX XXXXXXXXX, a well-known singer with 'The People of No Property', an Irish traditional music group. He recalls that the tune is from an old Kentucky boot-legging song his group heard an American band, 'The New Lost City Ramblers', play in the 1960s'.

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