Draft Dodger Rag lyrics

Artist	Phil Ochs
Album(s)	I Ain't Marching Anymore

Lyrics

G g#/a

I'm just a typical american boy from a typical american town

D7 g

I believe in god and senator dodd and keeping old castro down

G# a

And when it came my time to serve I knew better dead than red

D7 g

But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I said:



G

Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen

G#/a

And I always carry a purse

D7

I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat, and my asthma's

G

Getting worse

G# a

O think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old

Invalid aunt

D7

Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a goin' to school, and I'm

G

Working in a defense plant



I've got a dislocated disc and a racked up back

I'm allergic to flowers and bugs

And when the bombshell hits, I get epileptic fits

And I'm addicted to a thousand drugs

I got the weakness woes, and I can't touch my toes

I can hardly reach my knees

And if the enemy came close to me

I'd probably start to sneeze



(Chorus)



I hate chou en lai, and I hope he dies

But one thing you gotta see

That someone's gotta go over there

And that someone isn't me

So I wish you well, sarge, give 'em hell

Yeah, kill me a thousand or so

And if you ever get a war without blood and gore

Well I'll be the first to go



(Chorus)

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