Khe Sahn lyrics

Artist  : Cold Chisel 
Song : Khe Sahn



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														   I left my heart to the sappers
'round Khe Sahn

And I sold my soul with my
cigarettes, to a black market man

I've had
to Vietnam cold turkey, from the ocean to the
silver city

And it's only other vets could
understa-and

'Bout the long forgotten
dockside guarantees

How there were no V-day
heroes in nineteen seventy-three

How we
sailed into Sydney Harbour, I saw an old friend
but I couldn't kiss her

And she was lined,
and I was home to the lucky land



She
was like so many more from that time on

Their lives were all so empty, until they'd
found there chosen one

And their legs were
often open but their minds were always closed

And their hearts were held in fast suburban
chains



And the legal pads were
yellow, hours long paypackets lean

And the
telex writers clattered where the gunships once
had been

The carparks made me jumpy and I
never stopped the dreams

Or the growing
need for speed and novacaine



So I
worked across the country from end to end

I
tried to find a place to settle down, where my
mixed up life could mend

I held a job on an
oil-rig, a-flyin' choppers when I could

But
the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend



And I've travelled round the world from
year to year-ear-ear

And each one found me
aimless, one more year the worse for wear

And I've been back to South East Asia, you
know the answer sure ain't there

But I'm
driftin' north to check things out agai-ai-ain



Well the last plane out of Sydney's
almost go-one

And only seven flyin' hours,
till I'll be landin' in Hong Kong

And there
ain't nothin' like the kisses from a jaded Chinese
princess

I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong
mattress all night lo-ong



Well the
last plane out of Sydney's almost gone-aca