Gung Ho lyrics

Artist  : Patty Smith 
Song : Gung Ho



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 On a field of red one gold starRaised above his
head
Raised above his head
He was not like
any other
He was just like any otherAnd the
song they bledWas a hymn to him
Awake my
little one
The seed of revolution
Sewn in
the sleeveOf cloth humbly worn
Where others
are adorned

Above the northern plainThe
great birds flyWith great wings
Over the paddy
fields
And the people kneelAnd the men they
toil
Yet not for their own
And the children
are hungry
And the wheel groans
There before
a grass hut
A young boy stood
His mother lay
deadHis sisters cried for bread
And within his
young heartThe seed of revolution sewn
In
cloth humbly wornWhile others are
adorned

And he grew into a man
Not like
any otherJust like any other
One small man
A
beard the color of rice
A face the color of
teaWho shared the misery
Of other men in
chains
With shackles on his feet
Escaped
the guillotine

Who fought
againstColonialism imperialism
Who remained
awake
While others slept
Who penned like
Jefferson
Let independence ring
And the
cart of justice turns
Slow and bitterly
And
the people were crying
Plant that seed that
seedAnd they crawled on their bellies
Beneath
the giant beast
And filled the carts with
bodies
Where once had been their
crops

And the great birds swarmSpread
their wings overhead
And his mother deadAnd
the typhoons and the rain
The jungles in
flames
And the orange sun
None could be
more beautifulThan Vietnam
Nothing was more
beautifulThan Vietnam

And his heart
stopped beating
And the wheel kept turningAnd
the words he bled
Were a hymn to them
I
have served the whole peopleI have served my
whole country
And as I leave this worldMay you
suffer union
And my great affectionLimitless as
skyFilled with golden stars

The question is
raised
Raised above his head
Was he of his
word
Was he a good man
For his image fills
the southern heart
With none but
bitterness

And the people keep
crying
And the men keep dyingAnd it's so
beautifulSo beautiful
Give me one more
turnGive me one more turn
One more turn of the
wheel
One more revolution
One more turn of
the wheel