Words by Jerry Campbell and Ed "Pappy" Hufft
Sung to the tune of: "Wabash Cannonball"

Well I came down to old Saigon
To have myself a spree
I took a little walk down Tu-do Street
To see what I could see
The day was hot and I was dry
So I thought I'd have a drink
As I sat down a coe walked up
And gave me a little wink.

She was the pearl of the Orient
An almond-eyed little cat
But Saigon tea costs two hundred "P"
And I'm sorry about that.

She said, "You number one G.I.
You buy me Saigon tea?"
I said, "No thanks, that stuff's no good
And it costs too much for me."
She said, "You number ten G.I.
I don't love you any more."
And then she spoke some more choice words,
As she walked out the door.

She was the pearl of the Orient
An almond-eyed little cat
But Saigon tea costs two hundred "P"
And I'm sorry about that.

The bartended poured me a glass of beer,
And asked for a hundred "P".
I didn't quite understand
The way he looked at me.
Well, war is Hell, you loose a few
Some days you just can't win.
But before I finished my Ba-Me-Ba,
Another coe walked in.

She was the pearl of the Orient
An almond-eyed little cat
But Saigon tea costs two hundred "P"
And I'm sorry about that.

She sat sown with a deck of cards
Said, "We play five hundred gin,
If I lose, I buy you beer,
But it's Saigon tea when I win."
Before I could speak, she shuffled the deck,
And dealt us both a hand.
She was the coolest little card shark,
I'd seen in all this land.

She was the pearl of the Orient
An almond-eyed little cat
But Saigon tea costs two hundred "P"
And I'm sorry about that.

She said, "How long you stay Saigon?"
I told her I could not say
I'll stay as long as my piasters last,
And maybe that's one day.
You Cheap Charlie, that's for sure'
You'll never be my friend.
So I figured that was the time to leave,
And never come back again.

She was the pearl of the Orient
An almond-eyed little cat
But Saigon tea costs two hundred "P"
And I'm sorry about that.