Intro: E

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I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
A
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
B7
He said is my country just a little off track
E B7 E
Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back
E E7
But, it's better than not coming back at all
A
Many a good man I saw fall
B7
And even now, every time I dream
E B7 E
I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream

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|Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
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|My children love me , but they don't understand
| A E
|And I got a woman who knows her man
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|Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on

I remember one night, Tex and me
Rappelled in on a hot L.Z.
We had our 16's on rock and roll
But, with all that fire, I was scared and cold
We were crazy, we were wild
And I have seen the tiger smile
I spit in a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead , but by God's grace

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It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
I got a little limp now when I walk
Got a little tremolo when I talk
But my letter read from Whiskey Sam
You're a walkin' talkin' miracle from Vietnam

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 C
I got a friend named Whisky Sam
F
He was my boony red buddy for a year in 'Nam
F
He said 'I think my country got a little off track'
C
It took him 25 years to welcome it back
 
C
But it's better than not coming back at all
F
Many a good man I saw fall
G
And even now, sometimes when I dream
C
I hear the men and the monkeys and the jungle scream

Chorus:
C
Drive on, it don't mean nothing
F
Children love me but they don't understand
G
And I got a woman who knows her man
C
Drive on, it don't mean nothing
G7  C
It don't mean nothing, drive on

I remember one night when Tex and me
Rappled in on a hot LZ
We had our 16's on rock-and-roll
And with all of that fire I was scared and cool

I was crazy, and I was wild
I had seen the tiger smile
I spit in a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead but by God's grace

Chorus

It was a long walk in a sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got

Now I got a little limp when I walk
And I got a little tremolo when I talk
But the letter I got from Whisky Sam
Said 'you're a walking, talking miracle from Vietnam'

Chorus