Ww Iii - Blaze Foley

I’ve been thinking Uncle Sam

It’s time we went to war

It’s been so long since Viet Nam

Tell me what you’re waiting for

I you don’t hurry — sure enough

All thes kids 'l be grown up

Be to old to die for you

So get 'em if your going too

Ain’t been much excitement on

Evening news and way too long

Let’s break out our submarines

Blow som place to Smithereens

Russians and the Cubans too

They been making fun og you

They call you a chicken shit

I’m just sick and tired of it

But I’m too old — so I can’t go

Don’t want you to worry though

Patriotic as can bee

Sing «My Country 'tis og Thee»

You cant’t figure whoes the worst

Why not blow them both away

They’ll be careful what they say

Won’t nobody call you names

They know you’ll blow out their brains

Show the world how big your gun

Show 'em how the West was won

Happy birthday fine young man

Take your letter in your hand

Go downtown and sign our name

It’s time to play the freedom game

Kiss our maom and girlfriend too

It’ll be the last they se of you

I’ll have to kiss your ass goodbye

To keep Ol' Glory waving high

I’ve been thinking Uncle Sam

It’s time we went to war

It’s been so long since Viet Nam

Tell me what you’re waiting for