Well With Buck Shot Eyes And A Purple Heart
I Rolled Down The National Stroll
And With A Big Fat Paycheck
Strapped To My Hip Sack
And A Shore Leave Wristwatch Underneath
My Sleeve
In A Hong Kong Drizzle On Cuban Heels
I Rowed Down The Gutter To The Blood Bank
And I'd Left All My Papers On The Ticonderoga
And Was In A Bad Need Of A Shave
And So I Slopped At The Corner On Cold Chow Mein
And Shot Billards With A Midget
Until The Rain Stopped
And I Bought A Long Sleeved Shirt
With Horses On The Front
And Some Gum And A Lighter And A Knife
And A New Deck Of Cards (with Girls On The Back)
And I Sat Down And Wrote A Letter To My Wife

And I Said Baby, I'm So Far Away From Home
And I Miss My Baby So
I Can't Make It By Myself
I Love You So

Well I Was Pacing Myself
Trying To Make It All Last
Squeezing All The Life
Out Of A Lousy Two Day Pass
And I Had A Cold One At The Dragon
With Some Filipino Floor Show
And Talked Baseball With A Lieutenant
Over A Singapore Sling
And I Wondered How The Same Moon Outside
Over This Chinatown Fair
Could Look Down On Illinois
And Find You There
And You Know I Love You Baby

And I'm So Far Away From Home
And I Miss My Baby So
I Can't Make It By Myself
I Love You So

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