Goodnight Saigon Billy Joel
W[G]e met as s[Dm]oul mates on [G7]paris [C]Island. We left as [Dm]inmates from a[G7]n asy[C]lum.
And we were sha[Em]rp, [Am]as sharp as k[Em]nives[Am]. And we were s[Dm]o gung ho to lay
down our [G]lives. We came in [Dm]spastic like [G7]tameless h[C]orses, we left in pla[Dm]stic
as [G7]numbered [C]corpses. And we learned [Em]fas[Am]t to travel li[Em]ght, o[Am]ur arms were
[Dm]heavy but our [Bb]bellies were [G]tight.
We had no [Dm]homefront, [G7]we had no[C] soft soap. They send up [Dm]Playboy, they
gave u[G7]s Bob Ho[C]pe. We dug in [Em]deep,[Am] and shot on [Em]sigh[Am] [Dm]
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