Going to Vietnam

Get up in the mornin’, straight to Vietnam
I hate to leave you little girl
I know crying won’t help me none
Sam done called me and I’ve got to go
You know I hate to leave you here
Cos I know you’re gonna get on ball

Well I know you’re gonna miss me
Little girl, when I’m gone
Please right and tell me
How you’re getting along
Going to Vietnam
Ain’t gonna get back home with you no more
You know I hate to leave you here
Cos I know you’rе gonna get on ball

Yeah, I hate to lеave you here
Stay with you if I could
So please be careful, if you can’t be good
Going to Vietnam
Ain’t gonna get back home with you no more
You know I hate to leave you here
Cos I know you’re gonna get on ball

You say I’m gonna send you a paycheque
Gonna send mines too
Save all my love and kisses, dear God
So that you can do too
Cos I’m going to Vietnam
Ain’t gonna get back home with you no more
I want you to do me a favour
Please don’t you get on the ball