(This One’s) Gonna Leave a Scar

 



Last night, with the west coast baseball on

I started talking with your dad about Saigon

He turned down the sound, 

poured a ginger ale and Crown

And proceeded to tell me about the Viet Cong


He’s a college boy just out of OSU

They called him "Pops" ’cause he was 22

He got hip-deep in the shit

That’s the long and short of it

Your dad did things I don't think I could do


Straight through, 13 hours in the car

With the radio locked down on NPR

Past the Corvette plant in Bowling Green

We were talking about the muhjahideen

I don't know exactly where we are

But I believe that this one’s going to leave a scar


There’s a valley where great empires go to die

when the promise is uncovered as a lie

I don't care about the price of gasoline

I'm just glad that we ain’t not 17

Your dad did things but couldn't tell me why


Straight through, 13 hours in the car

With the radio locked down on NPR

Under these eerie empty skies

Blue September burning in our eyes

I don't know exactly where we are

But I believe that this one’s going to leave a scar


 Straight through, 13 hours in the car

With the radio locked down on NPR

It's like we cut the country clean in half

At the behest of some sociopath

I don't know exactly where we are

But I believe that this one’s going to leave a scar

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