Talking Vietnam Lyrics

On the streets of New York city when the hour was getting There were young men armed with knives and guns, young men armed with hateAnd Lou Marsh stepped between them and died the...Read Full Lyrics

Oh I laid down your railroads, every mile of track. With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back. And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore You tell me th...Read Full Lyrics

Well, it's of a bold reporter whose story I will tell He went down to the Cuban land, the nearest place to hell He'd been there many times before, but now the law does say The only...Read Full Lyrics

When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze That's when I wonder how sad a man can be. Oh, when will Celia...Read Full Lyrics

Well, it's of a bold reporter whose story I will tell He went down to the Cuban land, the nearest place to hell He'd been there many times before, but now the law does say The only...Read Full Lyrics

In many a time, in many a land, With many a gun in many a hand, They came by the night, they came by the day, Came with their guns to take us away With a knock on the door, knock ...Read Full Lyrics

n Portsmouth town on the eastern shore Where many a fine ship was born. The Thresher was builtAnd the Thresher was launched And the crew of the Thresher was sworn. She was shaped l...Read Full Lyrics