Talking Vietnam Pot-Luck Blues (Tom Paxton) Well when I landed in Vietnam I hardly got to see Saigon They shaped us up and called the roll and off we went on a long patrol Swappin' lies, swattin' flies, firing the odd shot here and there Captain called a halt one night And we had chow by the pale moon light A lovely dinner they planned for us With a taste like a seat on the crosstown bus Some of the veterans just left theirs layin' in the can For the VietCong to find Said it was deadlier than a land mine Well naturally somebody told a joke and a couple of fellows began to smoke I took a whiff as a cloud rolled by And my nose went up like an infield fly Captain, he's a blonde fellow, went to Yale looked up at me and said "What's a matter with you, baby" (you're supposed to dound very ghetto at this point) Well I may be crazy, but I think not; swear to God that I smell pot! ut who'd have pot in Vietnam?" e said, "Whaddaya think you been sittin' on?" hese funny little plants.... housands of them. ood God Almighty! astures of plenty! So we all lit up and by and by The whole platoon was flying high With a beautiful smile on the captains face He smelled like midnight on St. Marks Pl. Crackin' jokes, cleaning his weapon, chanting something about Hari Krishna, Hari Krishna Well the moment came as it comes to all That I had to answer nature's call I was stumbing around in a beautiful haze When I met a little cat in black pj's He had a rifle, BF Goodrich sandals, Looked up at me and said "What's the matter with you, baby" (sounding just like the captain) He said we're camping down the pass And smelled you people blowing grass And since, by the smell, you're smoking trash I brought you a taste of a special stash Straight from Uncle Ho's victory garden We call it Hanoi Gold. So his squad and my squad settled down Passed some lovely stuff around All too soon it was time to go Captain got on the radio Said hello headquarters, headquarters We have met the enemy and they have been smashed. Copyright Tom Paxton DL apr96
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