Dodging the Draft (Balling the Jack) [Draft Dodger Song] - Allan Sherman

First you tell your draft board you’re hooked on dope

You don’t need the army 'cause you’ve seen Bob Hope

Walk around the floor kinda nice and loose

Tell 'em your fiancee’s name is Bruce

When they ask about your schooling, then you say

That you studied under Cassius Clay

Then put some lipstick on when you’re photographed

And that’s what I call dodging the draft!

Then you show the captain a note from mom

Stand there while he reads it and suck your thumb

When he takes your family history, state with pride

«Benedict Arnold was on my father’s side.»

He’ll hand you an IQ test, just look at it with gloom

Then fold it like an airplane and sail it 'cross the room

If they believe you don’t know your fore from your aft

That’s what I call… shirking your military responsibility

Clump around the floor like your feet are flat

When they ask about your hearing, just say, «How's that?»

If the sergeant wants a cigarette, treat him right

Set fire to your draft card, and offer him a light

When you see the eyechart, don’t worry at all

Say, «I'll be glad to read it, just point me at the wall.»

And if the draft board acts in the usual way

You’ll be what I call 1-A