Dinky Dao

Leave him alone, he ain't come back yet.

The old man rolls up another cigarette.

He's back in the jungle, he's still in the fight

Now he's got him a smoke, but he ain't got a light.

Could you help the man out now, just a light for his smoke?

He's still smelling napalm, still tastes his last toke.

He still hears the choppers, still ducking his head.

Sometimes he's seen talking to his buddies long dead.

(Chorus)

He's been in this place now some thirty odd years.

Some smile when they see him, some shed a few tears.

Back in 'Nam, the locals had a name for his kind.

Dinky Dao, they called him,

He's out of his mind.

He's waiting for orders, should come any day

What a party they'll throw when he goes home to stay

He'll be cruising round town, his Camaro still runs

Prob'ly throw a parade with confetti and drums.

His old high school sweetheart still waiting for him

He's anxious to see her and all his old friends

His orders will come any day now he knows

Stay alive a bit longer, he'll be needing new clothes

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He examines his cigarette “Man, ain't you got a light?”

He's fading away now, drawn into the night.

Just find him a match for his cigarette

Then leave him alone cause he ain't come back yet.

(Last chorus)

He's been lost in this jungle since '71

It never was his war but it's him that's undone

I guess that we'd rather forget all his kind

Dinky Dao, they called him,

He's out of his mind.