Draft Dodger Rag

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Tom Paxton - Pop

Draft Dodger Rag

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[Verse 1] I'm just a typical American boy From a typical American town I believe in God and Senator Dodd And keepin' old Castro down And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red" But when I got to my old draft board This is what I said [Chorus] Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen And I always carry a purse I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat And my asthma's getting worse Sarge, think of my career, my sweetheart dear And my poor old invalid aunt Besides I ain't no fool, I'm going to school And I'm working in a defense plant [Verse 2] I've got a dislocated disc and a wracked 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, 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] Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen And I always carry a purse I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat And my asthma's getting worse Sarge, think of my career, my sweetheart dear And my poor old invalid aunt Besides I ain't no fool, I'm going to school And I'm working in a defense plant [Verse 3] I hate Chou En Lai, I hope he dies But the thing I'm hoping you'll see Is that someone's gotta go over there But 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 I'll be the first to go [Chorus] Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen And I always carry a purse I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat And my asthma's getting worse Sarge, think of my career, my sweetheart dear And my poor old invalid aunt Besides I ain't no fool, I'm going to school And I'm working in a defense plant

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  • Phil Ochs