You can call me crazy
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
you can do what you want
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
’cause it’s a dirty mean war
and nobody seems to give a damn
They got boys upon the frontline
and boys upon the backline too
they got boys upon the frontline
and boys upon the backline too
they got so many weapons
what do they need from me and you
Lord Lord Lord
how can a man get a thrill
won’t somebody tell me
how is a man supposed to get a thrill
if he’s got to drop some napalm
and never see the guy he’s got to kill
How much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
how much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
when I think of the hungry children
that I see every afternoon
So I’m singing, going crazy,
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
you can throw me in jail
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
’cause it’s a dirty mean war
and nobody seems to give a damn
Won’t somebody tell me
how is a man supposed to get a thrill
Lord Lord Lord
how can a man get a thrill
if he’s got to drop some napalm
and never see the guy he’s got to kill
How much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
how much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
when I think of the hungry children
that I see every afternoon
So you can call me crazy
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
you can do what you want
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
’cause it’s a dirty mean war
and nobody gives a d-a-m-n damn!
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
you can do what you want
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
’cause it’s a dirty mean war
and nobody seems to give a damn
They got boys upon the frontline
and boys upon the backline too
they got boys upon the frontline
and boys upon the backline too
they got so many weapons
what do they need from me and you
Lord Lord Lord
how can a man get a thrill
won’t somebody tell me
how is a man supposed to get a thrill
if he’s got to drop some napalm
and never see the guy he’s got to kill
How much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
how much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
when I think of the hungry children
that I see every afternoon
So I’m singing, going crazy,
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
you can throw me in jail
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
’cause it’s a dirty mean war
and nobody seems to give a damn
Won’t somebody tell me
how is a man supposed to get a thrill
Lord Lord Lord
how can a man get a thrill
if he’s got to drop some napalm
and never see the guy he’s got to kill
How much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
how much does it cost
to fly a man up to the moon
when I think of the hungry children
that I see every afternoon
So you can call me crazy
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
you can do what you want
but I ain’t goin’ to Vietnam
’cause it’s a dirty mean war
and nobody gives a d-a-m-n damn!
Contributed by nom de plume - 2007/1/3 - 21:02
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Il brano Damn Nam (Ain’t Going To Vietnam), un blues contro la guerra del Vietnam scritto nel 1969, compare originariamente sul disco “Spirits known and unknown” e viene in seguito ripreso nel disco dal vivo “Leon Thomas in Berlin” (1971).