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PHIL OCHS
I Ain't Marching Anymore 1965
Draft Dodger Rag текст песни
Draft Dodger Rag
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I'm just a typical american boy from a typical american town
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I believe in God and senator dodd and keeping 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
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And I always carry a purse
D7
I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat, and my asthma's
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Getting worse
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O 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 a goin' to school, and i'm
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Working in a defense plant
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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