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How to Tell a True War Story
September 1, 2005
This much is true I had a buddy
In Vietnam
He was bold and fearless
A daredevil with true balls of steel
There wasn’t cold that could make him shiver Lemon was one crazy cat On Halloween he painted himself up cryptic Paraded through the ville Naked except for his gun
One day Lemon stepped on a rigged 105 round That blew him high Into the trees and branches he was scattered I swear I nearly cried
From that day forth We had ourselves a lemon tree Yes, that’s what I said What else could we do it was our monument To a great man who was now dead
So I wrote his sister about a week later Told her all these things That her brother made the war seem so much fun How we lighted up the villes bringing smoke to bear
Yes he was hell raised straight from Cane We were the best of friends for fact I wrote his sister this beautiful letter Would you believe I never heard back
There wasn’t cold that could make him shiver Lemon was one crazy cat On Halloween he painted himself up cryptic Paraded through the ville Naked except for his gun
One day Lemon stepped on a rigged 105 round That blew him high Into the trees and branches he was scattered I swear I nearly cried
From that day forth We had ourselves a lemon tree Yes, that’s what I said What else could we do it was our monument To a great man who was now dead
So I wrote his sister about a week later Told her all these things That her brother made the war seem so much fun How we lighted up the villes bringing smoke to bear
Yes he was hell raised straight from Cane We were the best of friends for fact I wrote his sister this beautiful letter Would you believe I never heard back
j. Wilford 9/05
Inspired by “The Things They Carried” —Tim O’Brien