The Boots Of The U.S. Marines


Walking three miles across the river, Kwai
With rifle in my hands and head held high
The sun was setting, it's almost nigh
I wear the Boots Of The U.S. Marines

The steps are strong, the misson is learned
Kennedy's commitment to the"Cold War" is firm
Johnson's support of the strategy is earned
I wear the Boots Of The U.S. Marines
The continuance of the conflict escalate
As troops on the ground battle the"indoctrinate"
Protestors, of the war, demonstrate
I wear the Boots Of The U.S. Marines

Anti-war Correspondents, stir debate
Nixon's Doctrine announced a Moratorium"Quake"
I left South Vietnam in the of 1968,
I wear the Boots Of The U.S. Marines

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