Phil Ochs - Draft Dodger Rag Lyrics
Pre>G g#/aIm just a typical american boy from a typical american townD7 gI believe in God and senator dodd and keeping old castro downG# aAnd when it came my time to serve I knew better dead than redD7 gBut when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I said:GSarge, Im only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleenG#/aAnd I always carry a purseD7I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat, and my asthmasGGetting worseG# aO think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor oldInvalid auntD7Besides, I aint no fool, Im a goin to school, and imGWorking in a defense plantIve got a dislocated disc and a racked up backIm allergic to flowers and bugsAnd when the bombshell hits, I get epileptic fitsAnd Im addicted to a thousand drugsI got the weakness woes, and I cant touch my toesI can hardly reach my kneesAnd if the enemy came close to meId probably start to sneeze(chorus)I hate chou en lai, and I hope he dies,But one thing you gotta seeThat someones gotta go over thereAnd that someone isnt meSo I wish you well, sarge, give em hellYeah, kill me a thousand or soAnd if you ever get a war without blood and goreWell Ill be the first to go(chorus)/pre>