Christmas Eve in the gutter
My heart was a flutter
Saw the face of my mother
Back in Vietnam

I was broken and wasted
The fresh air I tasted
Blew in and erased
All the bullets and bombs

I woke up so thirsty
Blinded by fury
I ran in no hurry
To empty my guts

And I fell to my knees
I begged and I pleaded
This blood for no reason
This treason, these cuts

And I leapt to my bath love
For no one up above
Could hear the crushing of
My bones and my soul

I went to sleep worried
These drеams would come hurried
When judgеs and jury
Send me to the hole
Christmas Eve in the gutter
My heart was a flutter
Saw the face of my mother
Back in Vietnam