Khe Sanh

Cold Chisel

Cold Chisel Re-Mix East

Khe Sanh

Words and Music by Don Walker

I left my heart to the sappers 'round Khe Sanh

And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the black market man

I've had the Vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the Silver City

And it's only other vets could understand

'Bout the long forgotten dockside guarantees

How there were no V-Day heroes in nineteen seventy-three

How we sailed into Sydney Harbour

Saw an old friend but couldn't kiss her

She was lined

And I was home to the lucky land

She was like so many more from that time on

Their lives were all so empty

Till they'd found their chosen one

And their legs were often open

But their minds always closed

And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains

And the legal pad were yellow

Hours long paypackets lean

And the telex writers clattered

Where the gunships once had been

But the carparks made me jumpy

And I never stopped the dreams

Or the growing need for speed or novacine

So I worked across the country from end to end

Tried to find a place to settle down

Where my mixed-up life could mend

Held a job on an oil-rig

Flying choppers when I could

But the night-life nearly drove me 'round the bend

And I've travelled 'round the world from year to year

And each one found me aimless

One more year the worse for wear

And I've been back to South East Asia

But you know the answer sure ain't there

But I'm drifting North

To check things out again

Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

And only seven flying hours

And I'll landing in Hong Kong

And there ain't nothin' like kisses from a jaded Chinese Princess

I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

And it's got me worried

I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry

You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

It's really got me worried

I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry

You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone