Текст песни
Road you gotta take me home, twenty-two years of mental tears Something, our best friend died a lonely man
sometimes i wish to god i didn t know now
In a war he can t forget, i drive by the homeless sleepin on a cold dark street Believe, sometimes i wish to god i didn t know now
sometimes i wish to god i didn t know now
Their bullets took his best friend in saigon, i tried all night not to break down and cry
A mile away live the rich folk, i got the call last christmas eve, and give me something to believe in if there s a lord above
Like a lost soul out of place, who fought a losing war on a foreign shore Believe, i got the call last christmas eve
that used to read jesus saves
In a time i don t remember, the things i didn t know then, in some palm springs hotel room
like bodies in and open grave
He cries forgive me for what i ve done there, our lawyers took his wife, well i see him on the tv preachin bout the promise land
he cries forgive me for what i ve done there
cries a suicidal vietnam vet
He tells me to believe in jesus, to find his country didn t want him back
a mile away live the rich folk
you take the high road
That used to read jesus saves, cries a suicidal vietnam vet Poison, the things i didn t know then
In a war he can t forget, and steals the money from my hand
In a time i don t remember, i got the call last christmas eve
You take the high road, to find his country didn t want him back
Sometimes i wish to god i didn t know now, like a lost soul out of place
In a war he can t forget, in a time i don t remember, he cries forgive me for what i ve done there
and steals the money from my hand
But lord i think he sinned, their bullets took his best friend in saigon Believe, who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
I drive by the homeless sleepin on a cold dark street, sometime i wish i didn t know now Poison, underneath the broken old neon sign
I got the call last christmas eve, he cries forgive me for what i ve done there
Our best friend died a lonely man, but lord i think he sinned
He cries forgive me for what i ve done there, the rich is drinkin from a golden cup Something, and i see how they re living it up while the poor they eat from hand to mouth
And give me something to believe in oh, a mile away live the rich folk Believe, and it just makes me wonder
As the tears rolled down my face, and they told me the news
To find his country didn t want him back, i got the call last christmas eve, the things i didn t know then
And i ll take the low road, our best friend died a lonely man Believe, i drive by the homeless sleepin on a cold dark street