Brothers Under The Bridge

Saigon, It was all gone The same Coke machines As the streets I grew up on Down in a mesquite canyon We come walkin' 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 burnt 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 nothin' 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 came 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 And something slips.......