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I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town I believe in God and senator Dodd and in keeping old Castro down 'n' 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 waht I said

Ch 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 going to school and I'm working in a defence plant

I've got a disloctated disc and a racked up back I'm alleric to flowers and bugs and when the bombshell hits I get epileptic fits and I'm a additic to a thousands drugs I got the weakness woes I can't touch my toes I can hardly reach my knees and if anyone came close to me I'd probably start to sneeze

I hate chou en-Li and I hope he dies but one thing you gotta see that someone gotta go over there and that someone isn't me so I wish you well Sarge give them hell yeah kill a thousnad or so and if you ever get a war without the blood a gore well I'll be the first to go.

This is from Tom Hamliton Draft dodger rag by Phil ochs