Three hundred days on the Mekong Delta
if the VC don't get you the heat will melt ya
mosquitoes so big they don't bite they belt ya
three hundred days in hell

three hundred days on the murky river
praying to God my soul he'll deliver
doing my best to destroy my liver
three hundred days in hell

enemy bodies draw stench and flies
nightmares are filled with dark haunting eyes
inebriation my one escape
a chance to forget those dark looming shapes

adrenalin flows when I'm behind my fifty
my time off I drink and I'm sure not thrifty
my eyes are bloodshot and now look shifty
three hundred days in hell

the monsoon won't give us a chance to dry off
annoying mosquitoes don't ever fly off
as soon as you learn a mate's name he'll die off
three hundred days in hell

enemy bodies draw stench and flies
nightmares are filled with dark haunting eyes
inebriation my one escape
a chance to forget those dark looming shapes

the shooting and killing gets to be too much
tired of living in a hot puny hutch
long for the feeling of a young girl's touch
three hundred days in hell

I pray that I'm brave and I don't turn chicken
as nightfall approaches my heart rate quickens
I prepare for the nightfire that scares and sickens
three hundred days in hell

enemy bodies draw stench and flies
nightmares are filled with dark haunting eyes
inebriation my one escape
a chance to forget those dark looming shapes

my fantasies filled with dark luscious mamas
as I lay in the sun of the Grand Bahamas
I long for the days of no black pajamas
three hundred days in hell

I know when I leave here I'll still live in dire
to say that I won't would make me a liar
I know I will duck when a car back fires
but at least I will be out of hell

no enemy bodies to then draw flies
nightmares will remain with haunting eyes
inebriation still my escape
to forget those dark black pajama shapes
to forget those dark black pajama shapes