ATF: Nam

This weekly series will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.

Link: [Charlie Daniels]

Still In Saigon

Charlie Daniels

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'd kneel down and pray

And the next I'd 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

‘Cause I'm

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 with sweat

My younger brother calls me a killer

And my daddy calls me a vet

Everybody says I'm someone else

And I'm sick

And there's no cure

Damned 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

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 cries

And the silence of the dead

'Cause I'm

Still in Saigon

Still in Saigon

I am

Still in Saigon

In my mind

I am

Still in Saigon

I am

Still in Saigon

Yes

I'm

Still in Saigon

In my mind

Still in Saigon

Link: [The Rolling Stones]

Paint It Black

The Rolling Stones

I see the red door

And I want it painted black

No colors anymore

I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by

Dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head

Until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars

And they're all painted black

With flowers and my love both

Never to come back

I see people turn their heads

And quickly look away

Like a new born baby

It just happens everyday

I look inside myself

And see my heart is black

I see my red door

I must have it painted black

Maybe then I'll fade away

And not have to face the facts

It's not easy facin' up

When your whole world is black

No more will my green sea

Go turn a deeper blue

I could not foresee this thing

Happening to you

If I look hard enough

Into the settin' sun

My love will laugh with me

Before the mornin' comes

I see a red door

And I want it painted black

No colors anymore

I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by

Dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head

Until my darkness goes

I wanna see your face

Painted black

Black as night

Black as coal

I wanna see the sun

Blotted out from the sky

I wanna see it painted

Painted

Painted

Painted black

Yeah

Lyrics From: [elyrics.net]

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