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Song title: Phil Ochs - Draft Dodger Rag

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G					 g#/a
Im 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, Im 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 asthmas
G
Getting worse
G# a
O think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old
Invalid aunt
D7
Besides, I aint no fool, Im a goin to school, and im
G
Working in a defense plant

Ive got a dislocated disc and a racked up back
Im allergic to flowers and bugs
And when the bombshell hits, I get epileptic fits
And Im addicted to a thousand drugs
I got the weakness woes, and I cant touch my toes
I can hardly reach my knees
And if the enemy came close to me
Id probably start to sneeze

(chorus)

I hate chou en lai, and I hope he dies,
But one thing you gotta see
That someones gotta go over there
And that someone isnt 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 Ill be the first to go

(chorus)
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