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SDaigon, it was all gone
The saGme Coke machines
As the streDets I grew on
Down in a mesquite canyon
We come walking along the ridge
Me and the broGthers uBmnderA the bridgDe
CampDsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town
Up here there's too much bruGsh and canyon
For the CHP choppers tDo touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live
Me and the brotGhers uBmnderA the bridDge
ComDe the Santa Ana's, man, that dry brush'll light
Billy DevGon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We burDied his body in the white stone high up along the ridge
Me and the brotGhers uBmnderA the bridDge
Had enoBmugh of town and the streeGt life
Over nothDing you end up on the wrong end Aof someone's knife
Now I don't waDnt no trouble
And I ain't got none to give
Me and the brotGhers uBmnderA the bridDge
I comDe home in '72
You were just a beauGtiul light
In your mama's dark eyeDs of blue
I stood down on the tarmac, I was just a kid
Me and the brotGhers uBmnderA the briDdge
Come VeteDrans' Day I sat in the stands in my dress blues
I held your mothGer's hand
When they passed with the red, whiDte and blue
One minute your'e out there
And something slips
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