Goodnight Saigon
We met as soul mates
On Parris Islands
We left as inmates
From an asylum
And we were sharp
As sharp as knives
And we were so gung ho
To lay down our lives
We came in spastic
Like tameless horses
We left in plastic
As numbered corpses
And we learned fast
To travel light
Our arms were heavy
But our bellies were tight
We had no home front
We had no soft soap
They sent us Playboy
They gave us Bob Hope
We dug in deep
And shot on sight
And prayed to Jesus Christ
With all of our might
We had no cameras
To shoot the landscape
We passed the hash pipe
And played our Doors tapes
And it was dark
So dark at night
And we held on to each other
Like brother to brother
We promised our mothers we'd write
And we would all go down together
We said we's all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Remember Charlie
Remember Baker
They left their childhood
On every acre
And who was wrong?
And who was right?
It didn't matter in the thick
Of the fight
We held the day
In the palm
Of our hand
They ruled the night
And the night
Seemed to last as long as
Six weeks on Parris Islands
We held the coastline
They held the highlands
And they were sharp
As sharp as knives
They heard the hum of our motors
They counted the rotors
And waited for us to arrive
And we would all go down together
We said we'd all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Buenas noches Saigón
Nos conocimos como almas gemelas
En Parris Islands
Nos fuimos como presos
De un asilo
Y estábamos afilados
Tan afilados como los cuchillos
Y estábamos tan enfuciados
Para poner nuestras vidas
Vinimos en espástica
Como caballos sin domar
Nos fuimos en plástico
Como cadáveres numerados
Y aprendimos rápido
Para viajar ligero
Nuestros brazos estaban pesados
Pero nuestras barrigas estaban apretadas
No teníamos frente a casa
No teníamos jabón suave
Nos enviaron Playboy
Nos dieron Bob Hope
Cavamos en profundidad
Y disparado a la vista
Y oró a Jesucristo
Con todas nuestras fuerzas
No teníamos cámaras
Para disparar el paisaje
Pasamos el tubo hash
Y tocamos nuestras cintas de Doors
Y estaba oscuro
Tan oscuro por la noche
Y nos agarramos el uno al otro
Como hermano a hermano
Prometimos a nuestras madres que escribiríamos
Y todos caíamos juntos
Dijimos que todos bajamos juntos
Sí, todos bajaríamos juntos
Recuerda a Charlie
Recuerda a Baker
Dejaron su infancia
En cada acre
¿Y quién estaba equivocado?
¿Y quién tenía razón?
No importaba en el fondo
De la pelea
Celebramos el día
En la palma
De nuestra mano
Ellos gobernaron la noche
Y la noche
Parecía durar tanto tiempo como
Seis semanas en Parris Islands
Celebramos la costa
Sostuvieron las tierras altas
Y estaban afilados
Tan afilados como los cuchillos
Oyeron el zumbido de nuestros motores
Contaron los rotores
Y esperó a que llegáramos
Y todos iríamos juntos
Dijimos que todos bajaríamos juntos
Sí, todos bajaríamos juntos