The Draft Dodger Rag Pete Seeger

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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
I mean keeping 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 gettin' worse
Oh, think of my career, my sweetheart dear
My poor old invalid aunt
Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a goin' to school
And I'm workin' in a defense plant

[Verse 2]
I got a dislocated disc and a racked up back
I'm allergic to flowers and bugs
And when the bombshells hits, I gets 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