I didn't come here to see you.
So don't shake my hand…
I come back because I live here, this is my land.

Don't tell me you know me,
Don't call me your friend
I've had brother's die beside me…
I know it didn't pay in the end,
You're having parties laughing by and by.

You never heard a bullet whine,
You've never seen a good brother die.

I see them in the mountains,
In the paddies, by a stream.
They're walking in the glory of your damn
Forgotten dream….

When they get a letter from home, I can see
A teardrop fall, that brother's remembering
Home, I'll always recall.

You can talk about me, I don't care,
Say what you want.
I know I didn't see you there!

So tonight when you're laughing and having fun…
Remember that my brothers died in a war you begun.