Charlie Daniels Follow

'Got on a plane in Frisco and got off in Vietnam.
I walked into a different world, the past forever gone.
I could have gone to Canada or I could have stayed in school.
But I was brought up differently. I couldn't break the rules.

Thirteen months and fifteen days, the last ones were the worst.
One minute I kneel down and pray And the next I stand and curse.
No place to run to where I did not feel that war.
When I got home I stayed alone and checked behind each door.

Still in Saigon....Still in Saigon
I am Still in Saigon in my mind!

The ground at home was covered with snow. And I was covered in sweat.
My younger brother calls me a killer and My daddy calls me a vet.
Everybody says that I'm someone else That I'm sick and there's no cure.
Da---d if I know who I am. There was only one place I was sure...

When I was
Still in Saigon...Still in Saigon.
I am Still in Saigon...in my mind!

Every summer when it rains, I smell the jungle, I hear the planes.
I can't tell no one I feel ashamed. Afraid someday I'll go insane.

That's been ten long years ago and time has gone on by.
But now and then I catch myself...Eyes searchin through the sky.
All the sounds of long ago will be forever in my head.
Mingled with the wounded's cries and the silence of the dead...
C ause I'm

Still in Saigon...Still in Saigon
I am still in Saigon....in my mind!