A little boy walks a lantern lit street
With a heartache in his eye
He says if you buy a lucky coin
It's good for you and me
This young boy, he was covered in the dirty life

All his friends, they jump on top of me
And they ask, did I ride a kangaroo to school
I said who told you that you silly boys
They said it was one of them Yankee fools
They need a little food
And they need a little money
While I just want to be back home
With my honey
For I ain't seen her in so long
I can barely write this song

My heart is aching not for money like them
But for my darling back home
How I been missing
To my hotel I walk
A stumbling man
Homesick in Hoi
An

A ladyboy walks the dark promenade
She asks do you need cocaine, do you want to get laid
And in the distance drunken Poms
Are singing merry tunes
In the alley an old man sucks upon the hard life fumes
He needs a little food
And he needs a little money
While I just want to be back home

With my honey
For I ain't seen her in so long
I can barely sing this song

My heart is aching not for money like them
But for my darling back home
How I been missing
To my hotel I trip
And hit my head with a bang
Drunk and disorderly in Nha Trang

There's two dogs fornicating
In the main street of town
Like street clowns putting on a show
For the crowd that surrounds
A little girl chokes upon the smoke
That fills this Saigon sky
She puts out her hand
And preys to her lord
Says don't let me die
So I give her some food
And 50,000 dong
But nothing compensates
For a world that's done you wrong
She was born into a life where
A silent war rages on


Lyrics submitted by bananahero

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