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I remember that Sunday night When I got the call from my Mom She called to let us know My brother was wounded in Vietnam I went to my car Sat in my Chevy and cried I almost lost my brother And remembered two friends who had died I had served my time in the Navy But believed the war was insane So I took off my dog tags On my neck I put a peace chain Too many friends had been wounded Serving a country that didn't care Troops mistreated when they came home They should have never been sent there Troops served with courage and honor And deserved a better fate No one should have sacrificed so much Only to come home to anger and hate The average age of the dying In that jungle was nineteen An unjust war that split our nation In a way it had never seen I stopped an old friend's mother On Broad Street one Friday night Asked if his wounds were healing And was he doing all right She said there's a lot of damage From that God forsaken war When he goes to sleep each evening He's back in that combat zone once more Vietnam will never end for many of those who served Wounds that never heal and no freedom was preserved Our young were all expendable To the government elite War brought soaring profits Neither victory nor defeat I visited a grave site Of a friend I'd known for years One night he took his own life I held back my tears For him it was all over The nightmares from the war He left a wife and child But he could fight this war no more Just another statistic, no justice we demand Disrespected and forgotten in his native land When do we stop and say no more When it's for someone's bottom line that we fight a war Ran into an old friend and listened to what he said I go to church on Sundays but sometimes I wish I was dead I keep seeing all that blood and I still smell napalm If I fall asleep at night, I'm back in Vietnam This country still fights unjust wars not trying to make amends For the soldier covered in dirt and blood, the suffering never ends In our nation's defense we should fight a war For any other reasons we should say no more. For my brother, classmates and friends who served in Vietnam.

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I remember that Sunday night When I got the call from my Mom She called to let us know My brother was wounded in Vietnam I went to my car Sat in my Chevy and cried I almost lost my brother And remembered two friends who had died I had served my time in the Navy But believed the war was insane So I took off my dog tags On my neck I put a peace chain Too many friends had been wounded Serving a country that didn't care Troops mistreated when they came home They should have never been sent there Troops served with courage and honor And deserved a better fate No one should have sacrificed so much Only to come home to anger and hate The average age of the dying In that jungle was nineteen An unjust war that split our nation In a way it had never seen I stopped an old friend's mother On Broad Street one Friday night Asked if his wounds were healing And was he doing all right She said there's a lot of damage From that God forsaken war When he goes to sleep each evening He's back in that combat zone once more Vietnam will never end for many of those who served Wounds that never heal and no freedom was preserved Our young were all expendable To the government elite War brought soaring profits Neither victory nor defeat I visited a grave site Of a friend I'd known for years One night he took his own life I held back my tears For him it was all over The nightmares from the war He left a wife and child But he could fight this war no more Just another statistic, no justice we demand Disrespected and forgotten in his native land When do we stop and say no more When it's for someone's bottom line that we fight a war Ran into an old friend and listened to what he said I go to church on Sundays but sometimes I wish I was dead I keep seeing all that blood and I still smell napalm If I fall asleep at night, I'm back in Vietnam This country still fights unjust wars not trying to make amends For the soldier covered in dirt and blood, the suffering never ends In our nation's defense we should fight a war For any other reasons we should say no more. For my brother, classmates and friends who served in Vietnam.