Drive On

I got a friend named Whiskey Sam  He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam  He said is my country just a little off track  Took ’em twenty-five years to welcome me back    But it’s better than not coming back at all   Many a good man I saw fall And even now every time I dream  I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream   |                                |Drive on it don’t mean nothin’ |                                              |My children love me but they don’t understand |                                   |And I got a woman who knows her man |                                     |Drive on don’t mean nothin’ drive on  I remember one night Tex and me  Rappelled in on a hot L.Z.  We had our 16’s on rock and roll  But with all that fire I was scared and cold  We were crazy we were wild  And I have seen the tiger smile  I spit in a bamboo viper’s face  And I’d be dead but by God’s grace  {chorus}  It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain  And nobody tried to be John Wayne  I came home but Tex did not  And I can’t talk about the hit he got  I got a little limp now when I walk  Got a little tremolo when I talk  But my letter read from Whiskey Sam  You’re a walkin’ talkin’ miracle from Vietnam  {chorus} --------------------