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Bummer

Artist:Harry Chapin  Album:Portrait Gallery 

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His mama was a midnight woman His daddy was a drifter drummer One night they put it together Nine months later came the little black bummer He was a laid back lump in the cradle Chewing the paint chips that fell from the ceiling Whenever he cried he got a fist in his face So he learned not to show his feelings He was a pigtail puller in grammar school Left back twice by the seventh grade Sniffing glue in Junior High And the first one in school to get laid He was a weed-speed pusher at fifteen He was mainlining skag a year later He'd started pimping when they put him away In jail he changed from a junkie to a hater And just like the man from the precinct said: "Put him away, you better kill him instead. A bummer like that is better of dead Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head." They threw him back on the street, he robbed an A & P He didn't blink at the buddy that he shafted And just about the time they would have caught him too He had the damn good fortune to get drafted He was A-One bait for Vietnam, you see they needed more bodies in a hurry He was a cinch to train cause all they had to do Was to figure how to funnel his fury They put him in a tank near the D M Z To catch the gooks slipping over the border They said his mission was to Search and Destroy And for once he followed an order One sweat-soaked day in the Yung-Po Valley With the ground still steaming from the rain There was a bloody little battle that didn't mean nothing Except to the few that remained You see a couple hundred slants had trapped the other five tanks And had started to pick off the crews When he came on the scene and it really did seem This is why he'd paid those dues It was something like a butcher going berserk Or a sane man acting like a fool Or the bravest thing that a man had ever done Or a madman blowing his cool Well he came on through like a knife through butter Or a scythe sweeping through the grass Or to say it like the man would have said it himself: "Just a big black bastard kicking ass!" And just like the man from the precinct said: "Put him away, you better kill him instead. A bummer like that is better of dead Someday they're gonna have to



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