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The Ballad of The Vietnam War


In 1961

Battlefield gun are still humming

people are taking lives

and soldiers lay dead in the field covered in flies

 

Men in the ground

Bombs dropping from jets high above

And men were being wiped out from all directions

And the soldiers couldn’t even stand their own reflections

 

The vietnam war was beginning to quit

Then peace had come by signing a treaty

Country had ended this horrifying war

And finally ended all the gore

 
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