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Oct 2015
Delta

Oh I wandered long ago
On the banks of the river,
On that dark delta
They call Mekong;

In all of this lonely place
I'm the only one livin';
All of my brothers,
Dark river, all of them gone.

I lost my mind
When I lost my brothers;
I lost my brothers,
I carry their song;
Now every night,
on the banks of the river,
I hear songs of my brothers,
Dark river, deep Mekong.

Now every river
Is just one river,
And every river
Holds a soldier's song;
Every soldier
Knows a soldier's story:
Sing to me gently, dark river,
Deep Mekong;

Every soldier
Knows a soldier's story,
Sing to me gently
Songs of my brothers,
Deep Mekong.
Written by
L Ledoux Hansen  Geraldine, Montana
(Geraldine, Montana)   
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