Fmaj7, C
I can do it
I can contain
The communists
In vietnam
Why won’t you trust you
Why won’t you believe
Why won’t you trust me
We’re going anyway
Sure, we’re dying
Sure, we’re going broke
But I assure you I’m a man
We can win
Yes I can
Maybe I miscalculated
The people, the passion, the war
The 58,000 flags draped over
Coffins coming home
Why won’t you trust you
Why won’t you believe
Why won’t you trust me
We’re going anyway