Vietnam Blues - J.B. Lenoir

Vietnam Vietnam, everybody cryin' about Vietnam

Vietnam Vietnam, everybody cryin' about Vietnam

Dear Lord, all these days they’ve been killing me down in Mississippi,

nobody seems to give a damn

Oh God if you can hear my prayer now, please help my brothers over in Vietnam

Oh God if you can hear my prayer now, please help my brothers over in Vietnam

The poor boys fightin', killin' and hidin' all in holes

Maybe killin' their own brother, they do not know

Mister President you always cry about peace, but you must clean up your house

before you leave

Oh how you cry about peace, but you must clean up your house before you leave

How can you tell the world how we need peace, and you still mistreat and

killin' poor me