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  1. Heroes
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Lyrics

He came home a hero from Vietnam
He did his duty for Uncle Sam
He walked with a limp and the help of a cane.
His eyes were haunted and full of pain.

Just a boy of 18 who worked at the Mill
They sent him to the jungle to kill or be killed.
He had rows of ribbons displayed on his chest
Purple Heart was pinned to his breast.

Where have all the heroes gone?
Did they ride off into the sun?
I guess being a hero's not really much fun
When the fighting's all over, but the healing's not done.
When the fighting's all over, but the healing's not done.

In his hometown, he married his High School sweetheart
A few years later it all fell apart.
She couldn't handle the wall that he'd built
All his self-hatred and feelings of guilt.

Sometimes at night when they'd lay down in bed
He'd hear explosions and see the dead
The feelings came back, that he tried to hide.
He'd wake up screaming and then he would cry.

Where have all the heroes gone?
:Did they ride off into the sun?
I guess being a hero's not really much fun
When the fighting's all over, but the healing's not done.
When the fighting's all over, but the healing's not done.

All these years later Time's taken its toll
His best friend's a bottle and his mind is on hold
He just haunts the graveyards and talks to the stones
Of the ones who died fighting so far from home.

Now the people around town talk about him a lot
But they never mention the war that he'd fought.
They just say he's crazy, a drunk, and a bum.
The fighting's all over, but the war's never done.

Where have all the heroes gone?
Did they ride off into the sun?
Being a hero's not really much fun
When the fighting's all over, but the healing's not done.
When the fighting's all over, but the healing's not done.


Songwriter: Joel Clyde 1995