Gates Of Hell

     
 

Fresh out of school, looking for a job, no more final exams
Then, a letter came to his parent’s house saying, “Greetings, from Uncle Sam”
In the next four years he sure grew up fast out looking for Ho Chi Min
He finally got to leave the jungle, but the jungle never left him

When he left home he was a teenage kid, wet behind the ear
But, in the time it takes to kill a man he’d aged beyond his years
And the killing never got any easier; I guess that’s why they call it war


Dancing With My Shadow

 

Forty years later he’s still wondering why and what he was killing for

(Chorus)
When he was standing at attention at the gates of hell, out looking for Ho Chi Min
He finally got to leave the jungle, but the jungle has never left him

Now they’re called heroes, saviors of the day, returning from desert sands
But, they called him “baby killer” and spit in his face when he was coming home
from Viet Nam
Tell me what is the difference when a war is a war? It’s being told what to do
By the powers that be with their bloody agendas. Never mind what is true

(Chorus)
They keep sending them back to the gates of hell to a war no one can win
And some get to leave the desert heat, but the desert heat never leaves them

Now things are different, or so I’m told, but one thing still remains
Suffering people all around the world sadly stays the same
It’s still old folks talking and waging their wars, and sending their kids to die,
And saying, “Better sign up and pledge your allegiance; don’t stop to question why”.

(Chorus)
They keep sending them back to the gates of hell to a war no one can win
And some get to leave the desert heat but, the desert heat never leaves them
Like the ones who survived the gates of hell out looking for Ho Chi Min
They finally got to leave the jungle, but the jungle has never left them

They finally got to leave the jungle, but the jungle has never left them
They keep sending them back to the gates of hell to a war no one can
And some get to leave the desert heat, but the desert heat never leaves them
And some get to leave the desert heat, but the desert heat never leaves them
Sending them back to the gates of hell, another war no one can win
And some get to leave the desert heat, but the desert heat never leaves them

Yeah, some get to leave the desert heat, but the desert still burns win
 

 

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           written by Michael Brewer
Mobile Unit Music/Michael Brewer Music/BMI
                Copyright 20
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