richard thompson
yankee, go home
G.I. Joe put your gun away The sun is setting on another day Why don't you leave me alone Yankee go home  They're burning effigies out in the street Man the lifeboats, sound the retreat Pentagon's on the phone Yankee go home  You can't just kiss and run away There ain't enough money on a sergeant's pay When the dance hall girl you banged's in the family way  You turned my sister into a whore With a pair of silk stockings from the P.X. store Why don't you leave us alone Yankee go home  My girlfriend won't talk to me Since she met with a sailor from the land of the free I'm tired of being alone Yankee go home  I've lost count of the chewing gum that I've had And vodka-cola make my teeth go bad We'll handle this on our own Yankee go home  Dow Jones going into a stall Spray paint saying it on every wall The climb was fine, now it's time to decline and fall  Overpaid, oversexed and over here Get smart, gringo, disappear The Hun's at the gates of Rome Yankee go home  