Phil Ochs Song Tabs From Memorable Music

DRAFT DODGER RAG

G G#/A
I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town
D7 G
I believe in God and Senator Dodd and keeping old Castro down
G# A
And when it came my time to serve I knew better dead than red
D7 G
But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I said:

G
Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen
G#/A
And I always carry a purse
D7
I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat, and my asthma's
G
getting worse
G# A
O think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old
invalid aunt
D7
Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a goin' to school, and I'm
G
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)

I AIN'T MARCHIN' ANYMORE

D G C D
Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
G C D
At the end of the early British war
G C
The young land started growing
G
The young blood started flowing
C Am D
But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying
I saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore

C G
It's always the old to lead us to the war
C Am D
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all

For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brother
And so many others
And I ain't marchin' anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't marchin' anymore

(CHORUS)

For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning
I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore

Now the labor leader's screamin' when they close the missile plants,
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore,
Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason",
Call it "Love" or call it "Reason",
But I ain't marchin' any more.