NO RELIEF IN SITE
There's only one more klick to hump today,
How many times they've fooled me with that lie.
We'll have to hump back out, because it's raining,
The clouds too low to let the choppers fly.
Of course, it's only a klick or five,
Of course, I know it'll keep us alive,
But I've been doing this for months,
And there's no relief in sight.
The other squads all took their turns at bushin'
Your squad will have to go again to night.
We know they're somewhere out there, just can't find em,
So go, the Colonel's spoiling for a fight.
Of course, you know you can sleep in late,
We'll just tell Charlie he has to wait.
Hey, don't you know there's a war on,
And there's no relief in sight.
Hey, Doc, you wanna help me write some letters, man.
To the families of the troops who just got killed.
I know you're feelin' bad you couldn't save 'em
But, Doc, you know we had to take that hill.
And it doesn't matter, not even a bit,
That we hadn't a single use for it.
We killed some soldiers and flew away,
And there's no relief in sight.
And I sit and think of the boys who fell that morning.
Who died when the choppers were tasked to another fight,
Who might have lived if only we could have evac'ed 'em,
Who might be writing their own notes home tonight.
It was dragging the wounded down off the hill,
Tagging and bagging them dead off the hill,
Dragging the bodies off some nameless hill
And there's no relief in sight.
So what did we do, we denied the enemy shelter,
And what did we win; well we took contested ground,
And what of the two platoons we left to follow us off the hill,
Well, they're shaking the trees to knock the dog tags down.
'Cause some of the boys are MIA,
Only reported in yesterday,
(They were only cherries, anyway)
I know you lost some friends, but, Hey!
There's no relief in sight
We only assaulted eleven days,
Count up the wounded and KIA's
We won a hell of a victory,
And there's no relief in sight