Luang Prabang - Dave Van Ronk

When I came back from Luang Prabang

I didn’t have a thing where my balls used to hang

But I had a wooden medal and a fine harangue

Now I’m a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero, follow me

Mour your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero follow me

And the boys back home all envy me

I fought for Christian democracy

With nothing but air where my balls used to be

Now I’m a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero, follow me

Mour your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero follow me

One and twenty cannons thunder

Into the mighty wild blue yonder

For a patriotic ball-less wonder

Now I’m a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero, follow me

Mour your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero, follow me

In Lunag Prabang there is a spot

Where the corpses of your brothers rot

And every corpse is a patriot

Every corpse is a hero

Mourn your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero, follow me

Mour your dead land of the free

If you wanna be a hero, follow me