Chords for Draft Dodger Rag by Phil Ochs

Tempo:
96.75 bpm
Chords used:

C

F

Bb

B

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Draft Dodger Rag by Phil Ochs chords
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Oh, I'm just a kid being married to coal, I [C] have farm to take coal America time.
[F] I believe in God and the Senator Dodd and to keep an old [Bb] Castro down.
And when it came my time to serve, I knew better [C] dead than red.
[F] But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I
I'm a down on fifteen, I got a ruptured [C] spleen and I always carry a purse.
[F] I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat and my [Ebm] smut's getting worse.
This thing of my career, my sweetheart [C] dear, my poor old dibblin' aunt.
Besides, ain't no fool, I'm going to school and I'm working in a [Bb] different land.
I got a dislocated disc and a racked up back, I'm [Eb] allergic to [C] flowers and bugs.
[F] When a bomb shell hits, I get epileptic fits and I'm addicted to a [Bb] thousand.
I got the weakness [Db] for the
I can't touch my toes, [C] I've hardly reached my knees.
[B] At the end of the [C] week, I'm supposed to leave, but I probably start to [Bb] sneeze.
It's our time on fifteen, I got a ruptured spleen [B] and I [C] always carry a purse.
[F] I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat and my smut's getting [Bb] worse.
This thing of my career, my sweetheart dear, my [B] poor old [C] dibblin' aunt.
[F] Besides, ain't no fool, I'm going to school and I'm working in a different land.
My head's showing line, I hope he [B] dies.
[C] One thing you ought to see,
is that [F] someone's got to go over [Eb] there and that someone [Bb] isn't me.
So I wish you well, Sarge, give him [C] hell, kill me a thousand or so.
[F] And if you ever get a war without blood and gore, I'll be the first to [Bb] go.
Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured [D] spleen and [B] I always carry a [C] purse.
I got [F] eyes like a bat and my feet are flat and my asthma's [Bb] getting worse.
This thing of my career, my sweetheart dear, [B] my poor [C] old dibblin' aunt.
Besides, ain't no fool, [F] I'm going to school and I'm working in a defense [Bb] plan.
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Oh, I'm just a kid being married to coal, I [C] have farm to take coal America time.
[F] I believe in God and the Senator Dodd and to keep an old [Bb] Castro down.
And when it came my time to serve, I knew better [C] dead than red.
[F] But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I_
I'm a down on fifteen, I got a ruptured [C] spleen and I always carry a purse.
[F] I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat and my [Ebm] smut's getting worse.
This thing of my career, my sweetheart [C] dear, my poor old dibblin' aunt.
Besides, ain't no fool, I'm going to school and I'm working in a [Bb] different land.
_ I got a dislocated disc and a racked up back, I'm [Eb] allergic to [C] flowers and bugs.
[F] When a bomb shell hits, I get epileptic fits and I'm addicted to a [Bb] thousand.
I got the weakness [Db] for the_
I can't touch my toes, [C] I've hardly reached my knees.
[B] At the end of the [C] week, I'm supposed to leave, but I probably start to [Bb] sneeze.
It's our time on fifteen, I got a ruptured spleen [B] and I [C] always carry a purse.
[F] I got eyes like a bat and my feet are flat and my smut's getting [Bb] worse.
This thing of my career, my sweetheart dear, my [B] poor old [C] dibblin' aunt.
[F] Besides, ain't no fool, I'm going to school and I'm working in a different land.
_ My head's showing line, I hope he [B] dies.
[C] One thing you ought to see,
is that [F] someone's got to go over [Eb] there and that someone [Bb] isn't me.
So I wish you well, Sarge, give him [C] hell, kill me a thousand or so.
[F] And if you ever get a war without blood and gore, I'll be the first to [Bb] go.
Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured [D] spleen and [B] I always carry a [C] purse.
I got [F] eyes like a bat and my feet are flat and my asthma's [Bb] getting worse.
This thing of my career, my sweetheart dear, [B] my poor [C] old dibblin' aunt.
Besides, ain't no fool, [F] I'm going to school and I'm working in a defense [Bb] plan.
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