brothers under the bridge

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, saigon, it was all gone, the same coke machines as the streets i grew on, down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge, me and the brothers under the bridge, campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town, up here there's too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down, ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live, me and the brothers under the bridge, come the santa ana's, man, that dry brush'll light, billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night, we buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge, me and the brothers under the bridge, had enough of town and the street life, over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife, now i don't want no trouble and i ain't got none to give, me and the brothers under the bridge, i come home in '72, you were just a beautiful light in your mama's dark eyes of blue, i stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid, me and the brothers under the bridge, come veteran's day i sat in the stands in my dress blues, i held your mother's hand when they passed with the red, white and blue, one minute you're right there. then something slips.