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Patty Pravo - Gung Ho lyrics
On a field of red one gold starRaised above his head
 Raised above his head
 He was not like any other
 He was just like any otherAnd the song they bledWas a hymn to him
 Awake my little one
 The seed of revolution
 Sewn in the sleeveOf cloth humbly worn
 Where others are adorned
 Above the northern plainThe great birds flyWith great wings
 Over the paddy fields
 And the people kneelAnd the men they toil
 Yet not for their own
 And the children are hungry
 And the wheel groans
 There before a grass hut
 A young boy stood
 His mother lay deadHis sisters cried for bread
 And within his young heartThe seed of revolution sewn
 In cloth humbly wornWhile others are adorned
 And he grew into a man
 Not like any otherJust like any other
 One small man
 A beard the color of rice
 A face the color of teaWho shared the misery
 Of other men in chains
 With shackles on his feet
 Escaped the guillotine
 Who fought againstColonialism imperialism
 Who remained awake
 While others slept
 Who penned like Jefferson
 Let independence ringPatty Pravo - Gung Ho - http://motolyrics.com/patty-pravo/gung-ho-lyrics.html
 And the cart of justice turns
 Slow and bitterly
 And the people were crying
 Plant that seed that seedAnd they crawled on their bellies
 Beneath the giant beast
 And filled the carts with bodies
 Where once had been their crops
 And the great birds swarmSpread their wings overhead
 And his mother deadAnd the typhoons and the rain
 The jungles in flames
 And the orange sun
 None could be more beautifulThan Vietnam
 Nothing was more beautifulThan Vietnam
 And his heart stopped beating
 And the wheel kept turningAnd the words he bled
 Were a hymn to them
 I have served the whole peopleI have served my whole country
 And as I leave this worldMay you suffer union
 And my great affectionLimitless as skyFilled with golden stars
 The question is raised
 Raised above his head
 Was he of his word
 Was he a good man
 For his image fills the southern heart
 With none but bitterness
 And the people keep crying
 And the men keep dyingAnd it's so beautifulSo beautiful
 Give me one more turnGive me one more turn
 One more turn of the wheel
 One more revolution
 One more turn of the wheel









