Draft Dodger Rag Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[G]Draft Dodger Rag
Phil Ochs
Written by Phil Ochs

[Verse 2]
Oh, [G]I'm just a typical American
[D]boy [Ab]from a typical American [A]town
I believe [D]in God and Senator Dodd and
a-keepin' old old Castro [G]down
And when it came my time [Ab]to serve I
knew "better dead [A]than red"
But when [D]I got to my old draft board,

[Verse 3]
buddy, this is what I said:
[G]CHORUS
Sarge, I'm only eighteen,
I got a ruptured [Ab]spleen

[Verse 4]
And [Ab]I always carry a [A]purse

[Verse 5]
I got [D]eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat,
and my asthma's get[G]ting worse

[Verse 6]
Yes, [G]think of my career, my sweetheart [D]dear,
and my [Ab]poor old inval[A]id aunt

[Verse 7]
Besides, [D]I ain't no fool,
I'm a-goin' to to school

[Verse 8]
And I'm [D]working in a DEE-fense plant
[G]plant

[Verse 9]
I've got a [G]dislocated disc
and a wracked up back
I'm [Ab]al lergic to flowers a[A]nd bugs
And when the bombshell hits,
I get epi[D]leptic fits
And I'm addicted to a thou[G]sand drugs
I got the weakness woes,
I can't touch my [Ab]toes
I can hardly [A]reach my knees
And if the en[D]emy [A]cam[D]e close to me
[A]I'd[D] probably start to sne[G]eze

[Verse 10]
I'm [G]only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen

[Verse 11]
And I [Ab]always carry [A]a purse

[Verse 12]
I got [A]eyes [D]like a bat, and my feet are flat,
and my asthma's get[G]ting worse

[Verse 13]
Yes, [G]think of my career, my sweetheart dear,
and my [Ab]poor old inval[A]id aunt

[Verse 14]
Besides, [D]I ain't no fool,
I'm a-goin' to to school

[Verse 15]
And I'm [D]working in a DEE-fense plant
[G]plant

[Verse 16]
Ooh, I hate [G]Chou En Lai, and I hope he dies,
[D][G][Ab]
Onething you gotta [A]see
That [D]someone's gotta go over there
And that someone [G]isn't me
So I wish you well, Sarge, give 'em Hell!
[Ab]Kill me a thousand [A]or so
And if you ever [D]get a war
without blood and gore
I'll be the first to [G]go

[Verse 17]
Yes, I'm [G]only eighteen,
I got a ruptured [Ab]spleen

[Verse 18]
And I [Ab]always carry [A]a purse

[Verse 19]
I got [A]eyes [D]like a bat, and my feet are flat,
and my asthma's get[G]ting worse

[Verse 20]
Yes, [G]think of my career, my sweetheart dear,
and my [Ab]poor old invalid [A]aunt

[Verse 21]
Besides, [A]I ain't [D]no fool,
I'm a-goin' to to school

[Verse 22]
And I'm [D]working in a DEE-fense plant
[G]plant