i can't write left handed

i can't write left handed

would you please write a letter to my mother

tell her to tell the family lawyer

try to get a deferment for my younger brother

tell the reverend harris to pray for me

lord

lord

lord

i ain't gonna live

i don't believe i'm going to live to get much older

strange little man over here in vietnam

i ain't never

bless his heart i ain't never done nothin' to

he done shot me in my shoulder

boot camp we had classes

you know we talked about fightin'

fightin' everyday

and lookin' through rosy

rosy colored glasses

i must admit it seemed exciting anyway

but something that day overlooked to tell me

bullet look better i must say

rather when they comin' at you. but go without the other way

and please call up the reverend harris

and tell him to ask the lord to do some good things for me

tell him

i ain't gonna live

i ain't gonna live

i ain't gonna live to get much older

strange little man over here in vietnam

i ain't never seen

bless his heart i

ain't never done nothing to

he done shot me in my shoulder