Corb Lund - Student Visas Lyrics
They gave us student visas when we were over thereThey staged us out of Hondo al este del SalvadorI guess you'd call us Contras but no one calls much no moreThere ain’t no fun in killin’ folk and I don’t wanna do no moreMy great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa drove a tankDaddy was air cavalry, flew choppers in the Nam {Da Nang}I worked mostly clandestine, the branch I should not say {CIA}We played with better guns and I could use the extra payDid Reagan give the order? Did cocaine pay the bill?They said we's fightin' communists but it was kinda hard to tellThere ain’t no fun in killin’ folk and I don’t wanna do no moreThis was before Blackhawks and RPGs were kingMy buddy on the door gun, he never felt a thingWhen our Huey caught a rocket and both the pilots killedAnd it pitched us over sideways on some Nicaraguan hillMy back felt like it’s broken, my legs I could not feelI kept on shooting communists but it was kind of hard to tellThere ain’t no fun in killin’ folk and I ain’t gonna do no moreI never did heal up right from injuries sustainedOfficially in Germany, officially while we trainedI remember all their faces, I dream about them stillI guess we's fightin’ communists but it was kinda hard to tellThere ain’t no fun in killin’ folk, and I don’t wanna do no moreI speak the cold logistic that warriors speak so wellFoxtrot tango whiskey alpha golf tango hotelA soldierly bravado, an unspeakable guiltThat village, it was communist but it was kinda hard to tellThere ain’t no fun in killin’ folk and I don’t wanna do no moreBelieve me, I’ve done plenty boys and I ain’t gonna do no moreBut of course if they back me in the corner they’ll be dead before they hit the floor
