I have always loved the song 'I was only 19 (A walk in light green)' by Redgum. You should go listen to it right now! So this is just a really pointless changing of the words of that song so that they now have Scarecrow feels.

The song is originally about PTSD and is just a beautiful portrayal of the effects of the Vietnam war on the soldiers that fought in it.

Practically all the words aren't mine, the song clearly isn't! I'm just playing with them so I apologise if you were expecting something... good or original. Haha

P.S.

OCS = Officer Candidate School.

Tinnies = Slang for beer

This was written purely for my own amusement so in my imagination Carnegies and The Shoalwater are both pubs. Just roll with it :P

**I was just Twenty Three**

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My Grandfather and my Nanny saw us passing our commission at The Pearl

We were a long way from OCS

The sixth battalion was the next to tour and it was me to fly the jet

We did Carnegies and The Shoalwater before we left

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US Marines lined the footpaths as we marched down to the beat

This clip here from that day shows me young and strong and clean

And there's me in my point hat with me M14 and greens

God help me - I was just twenty three

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From the WASP deck flying Jumpjets to the dust at Quantico

I'd been in and proud of service now for months

And we made our planes our home, Pictures and pinups on the Dash

As an ancient colonel shouted through the hub

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And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

And night time's just a jungle dark and a barking M.16?

And what's this flash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?

God help me - I was just Twenty Three

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A four week operation, when each flight could be your last one off the ground

It was a war within yourself

But you wouldn't let your mates down, 'til they had you dusted off

So you peeled your eyes and thought about somethin' else

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And then someone yelled out "Contact", and the flight controller swore

I crashed down there for days, and I got almighty sore

And yes I did get captured, the day that Jack Walsh creamed la creme

God help me - they was sending in a team

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And I can still imagine myself drinkin' tinnies in the Hotel

While lying in a Bosnian farmhouse in the woods

And I can still hear it all, lying screaming in the jungle

'Til the team came in and killed the bloody row

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And the Marine Corps legends didn't mention all my blood and tears

And the stories that my Grandad told me never seemed quite real

I caught those scars from those men 'cause I wouldn't even tell

God help me, I was just Twenty Three

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And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

And why the Chanel 7 chopper chills me to my feet?

And then this flash it comes and goes, can you tell me why this feels?

God help me - I was just Twenty Three

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