Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton - Talking Vietnam Pot Luck Blues lyrics
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Well when I landed in Vietnam I hardly got to see Saigon They shaped us up and called the roll and off we went on a long patrol Swappin' lies, swattin' flies, firing the odd shot here and there The Captain called a halt that night And we had chow by the pale moon light A lovely dinner they planned for us With a taste like a seat on the crosstown bus Some of the veterans just left theirs layin' in the cans For the VietCong to find Deadlier than a land mine Naturally somebody told a joke and a couple of the fellows began to smoke I took a whiff as a cloud rolled by And my nose went up like an infield fly Captain, he's a blonde fellow, from Yale looked at me and said "What's a matter with you, baby" Well I may be crazy, but I think not; I'd swear to God that I smell pot! but who'd have pot in Vietnam?" he said, "Whaddaya think you been sittin' on?" these funny little plants.... thousands of them. Good God Almighty! Pastures of plenty! So we all lit up and by and by The whole platoon was flying high With a beautiful smile on the captains face He smelled like midnight on St. Marks Pl. Cleaning his weapon, chanting something about Hari Krishna, Hari Krishna The moment came as it comes to all That I had to answer nature's call I was stumbing around in a beautiful haze When I met a little cat in black pj's Rifle, ammobelt, BF Goodrich sandals, Looked up at me and said "What's the matter with you, baby" He said we're camping down the pass And smelled you people blowing grass And since, by the smell, you're smoking trash I brought you a taste of a special stash Straight from Uncle Ho's victory garden We call it Hanoi Gold. So his squad and my squad settled down Passed some lovely stuff around All too soon it was time to go Captain got on the radio Said hello headquarters, hello headquarters We have met the enemy and he has been smashed.