Student Visas Lyrics - Corb Lund

They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair 

They gave us student visas when we were over there 

They staged us out of Hondo al este del Salvador 

I guess you'd call us Contras but no one calls much no more 

There aint no fun in killin folk and I dont wanna do no more 

My great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa drove a tank 

Daddy was air cavalry, flew choppers in Da Nang 

I worked mostly clandestine, the branch I should not say {CIA} 

We played with better guns and I could use the extra pay 

Did Reagan give the order? Did cocaine pay the bill? 

They said we's fightin' communists but it was kinda hard to tell 

There aint no fun in killin folk and I dont wanna do no more 

This was before Blackhawks and RPGs were king 

My buddy on the door gun, he never felt a thing 

When our Huey caught a rocket and both the pilots killed 

And it pitched us over sideways on some Nicaraguan hill 

My back felt like its broken, my legs I could not feel 

I kept on shooting communists but it was kind of hard to tell 

There aint no fun in killin folk and I aint gonna do no more 

I never did heal up right from injuries sustained 

Officially in Germany, officially while we trained 

I remember all their faces, I dream about them still 

I guess we's fightin communists but it was kinda hard to tell 

There aint no fun in killin folk, and I dont wanna do no more