Saw Vietnam as a partisan and wished I'd never been
As I held the rope on through the scope I wish I'd never seen
Where the air turned red as the bodies bled into a schoolboy's dream
But who were there could only stare into this wondrous scene
Yankee, to war
Yankee, head high
Yankee, in call
Yankee, we cry
In Germany in the forty five, my mind was on the altar
Thought of god, the iron rod and thought that needed shelter
From 'Tragen' pain and men insane and eyes that got much colder
Saw a German son with a Yankee gun and a uniform much older
Yankee, to war
Yankee, head high
Yankee, in call
Yankee, we cry
Working for the Yankee dollar
Working for the Yankee dollar
Processions bear that human flare which mark a hero's welcome
For those dead and for those shed it was a big occasion
And all flags and Yankee mags which embroidered all the meaning
In an oversight, forgot the fight, which never bore elation
Yankee, to war
Yankee, head high
Yankee, in call
Yankee, we cry
Working for the Yankee dollar
Working for the Yankee dollar
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- Miscellaneous
- Classic Punk
- Playlist: New Wave
- The Saints Are Coming - The Best Of The Skids
- Masquerade Masquerade - The Skids Live
- The Very Best Of The Skids
- The Saints Are Coming - The Best of the Skids (2007...
- Joy (Bonus Track Version)
- Joy (Plus Bonus Tracks)
- Scared to Dance
- Original Hits - Seventies
- Original Hits - Drivetime
- EMI Presents: The Great Big Scottish Songbook
- Top of the Pops: Seventies
- 101 Punk & New Wave Anthems
- Going Underground
- This Is... 1979
- Massive Hits!: Punk Rock
- Greatest Hits: Punk & New Wave
- Top of the Pops - Punk & New Wave