'Got on a plane in Fresco 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 SaigonStill 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
Damned if I know who I am There was only one place I was sure
When I was

Still in SaigonStill in Saigon
I am Still in Saigonin 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

****RIDE***
That's been ten long years ago and time has gone on by
But now and then I catch myselfEyes 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

Cause I'm
Still in SaigonStill in Saigon
I am still in Saigonin my mind!