Is It Possible For A Draft-Dodger To Be A Patriot?

Is It Possible For A Draft-Dodger To Be A Patriot?



Oh, I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town,
I believe in God and Senator Dodd and a-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, buddy, 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,
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt,
Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school,
And I'm working in a DEE-fense 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,


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,
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt,
Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school,
And I'm working in a DEE-fense plant,


Ooh, I hate Chou En Lai, and I hope he dies,,
Onething 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!,
Kill me a thousand or so,
And if you ever get a war without blood and gore,
I'll be the first to go,


Yes, 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,
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt,
Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school,
And I'm working in a DEE-fense plant,




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