Yea, well I would'a done it if my brain was working; we was under heavy fire see,
my buddy, wanting to be a hero I guess he run out and got blowed up, he laid out there hollering and crying. I didn't have no choice, I went out there and drug him back to our foxhole. Yea, I got shot twice, worser than him.
They gimmie a citation in the hospital, a bit of tin and ribbon and a paper that said what I done.
I had to do more hospitalizing in the states. My girlfriend drove my car down to
the hospital. I slipped out and boy did we get drunk.
I got me another citation when I run over a kid on a bicycle.
Citations is like vapor, some's good, some ain't.
I'll be out someday, I'll be an old man. They'll probably give me a citation for being
a model prisoner.
(Jerry old, that ain't no definition, your trying to write a book.)
Very creative and interesting, but a bit beyond the current goal ~ Em