Blood Road Page #9

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Thanks for taking care

of my sister.

We need to heal

those wartime pains.

You did such a good job.

And thank you for teaching me

how to slow down a little bit.

They call the Ho Chi Minh Trail

the Blood Road

because so many people

lost their lives here.

And while it's impossible

to completely erase the scars

left from the war,

we can honor the memory

of those who died here

by learning from their sacrifice

and choosing to forgive.

If we can't learn to forgive,

we'll just end up

making the same mistakes.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Over the past century,

our two nations have known

cooperation and then conflict,

painful separation,

and a long reconciliation.

If you consider

where we have been,

and where we are now,

the transformation

in the relations between

our two countries

is remarkable.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

STEPHEN:
This is another

one you can sing along to.

Everyone we sang for

has seemed to like it

a little bit at least. Ahem.

(STEPHEN PERFORMING "I CAN'T HELP

BUT WONDER (WHERE I'M BOUND)")

Here's the chorus.

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

Try it.

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

It's a long and dusty road

And a hot and heavy load

The folks I meet

Ain't always kind

Some are bad

Some are good

Some have done

The best they could

Some have tried

To ease my troubling mind

And I can't help

But wonder

Where I'm bound

Where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

well I've been

All around this land

Just doing the best I can

Trying to find out

What I was meant to do

And the faces that I see

They're as worried

As can be

And it looks like

They're wondering too

And I can't help

But wonder

Where I'm bound

Where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

So now I had

A buddy from home

Till he started out

To roam

Last I heard he was out

By the Frisco Bay

And sometimes

When I've had a few

His old voice

Comes singin' through

And I'm going out to see him

Some old day

And I can't help

But wonder

Where I'm bound

Where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

where I'm bound

So if you see me

Passing by

And you sit

And you wonder why

You wish that

You were a rambler too

Nail your shoes

To the kitchen floor

Lace them up

And bar the door

Thank your stars for the roof

That's over you

And I can't help

But wonder

Where I'm bound

Where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

Once again.

And I can't help

But wonder

Where I'm bound

Where I'm bound

Can't help but wonder

Where I'm bound

STEPHEN:
Thank you.

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

Thank you.

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