Death In Vietnam
I remember well the day
My daddy went to war
Place called Vietnam
Still don't know what for
Still don't know what for
Haunts me to this day
Never got a chance
To put flowers on his grave
Flowers on his grave
May not mean a lot
But he'd be there to listen
To the questions that I've got
Questions that I've got
Answers that I don't
Why'd he have to die
And leave me all alone
Leave me all alone
Here all by myself
In a world that doesn't care
About nobody else
About nobody else
That walks upon this land
Especially for my daddy
Who died in a place called Vietnam
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