Long, long ago in a land far away I met some children playing on a river bank One little boy wore a Japanese Army cap Faded and old – I wondered who wore it first?
I tried to buy it from him - an MPC dollar? No. Five dollars? No. Ten dollars? Laughter and another no. Twenty good American MPC dollars? No.
We continued our patrol up to Cambodia And back again I did not leave my bones in Viet-Nam Nor even my cap (I was a fool all the same)