Phil Ochs - Draft Dodger Rag Lyrics

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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:

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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

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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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