Oh, I am just a typical American boy
From a typical American town.
I believe in God and Senator Dodd
And 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:

Sarge I'm only 18, 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 getting worse.
Yes, think of my career and my sweetheart dear
And my poor old invalid aunt;
Besides I ain't no fool I'm going to school
And I'm working in a defense plant.
		-- Phil Ochs, "Draft Dodger Rag"