.Farewell, my wistful Saigon bride
I'm going out to stem the tide
A tide that never saw the seas
It flows through jungles, 'round the trees
Some say it's yellow, some say red
It will not matter when we're dead
How many dead men will it take
To build a dike that will not br.
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