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Show ' LOST IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE By Ray Bells Somewhere In Korea Lost in the middle of nowhere, Korea is the spot. "We're doomed to serve our time In the land the Lord forgot. Down in the rice paddies and mountains; Down where a man gets blue; Down in the middle of nowhere. A million miles from you. You swear, you freeze, you shiver, It's more than a man can stand. We're not a bunch of convicts; , "We are defenders of our land. i "r We are the men of the army, Earning our measely pay; Guarding the people with millions, For three and a half a day. Living here with our memories, "Waiting to see our gals; Hoping that while we are away They haven't married our pais. Tew people know we are living, Few people give a damn; Although we may soon be forgotten; for-gotten; "We belong to Uncle Sam. But when we get to Heaven, Saint Peter will surely yell," "They are the boys from Korea, They've served their time in Hell." |