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dust of life.

was I there?
you can bet your sweet ass I was there -
women & children crying
men & women crying
the bui doi – the dust of life;
it was like all hell broke loose
& everyone saying, come on
come on, we gotta go, we gotta go
a kid comes flying in
and lands on my lap
he’s in & he’s staying in I shout
someone yells:
 they’re only two clicks away
and we gotta go, like NOW !
was I on the last chopper out of Saigon ?
you can bet your sweet Jesus I was –
I was the one flying the goddam thing.