Draft Dodger's Rag
Phil Ochs

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Oh, I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town
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I believe in God and Senator Dodd and keepin' old Castro down
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And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red"
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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 and I always carry a purse
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I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse
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Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt
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Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm going to school and I'm working in a Defense plant

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

REPEAT CHORUS

Ooh, I hate Chou En Lai, and I hope he dies,
One thing youve got to see
That someone's got to go over there
And that someone isn't me
So I wish you well Sarge, give 'em Hell!
Kill me a thousand or so
And if you ever get a war without blood and gore
I'll be the first to go

REPEAT CHORUS AND END