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letra de they're never gonna make me fight - maggie flynn original broadway cast

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will ya miss me when i’m drafted in the army?
when i’m fighting johnny red for old black joe?
will the tears stream down your face?

oh, will someone take my place?
on second thought, i think i won’t go

go no! go no!
on second thought i think i won’t go

they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna put a musket in my hand, no no
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make me fight in dixieland!

you can talk all you want! talk isn’t gonna do it!
come sat-rday, they’re gonna put your names in a drum
and they’re gonna roll that drum
and if your name comes up, you gotta go
now what are ya gonna do about it?

will ya miss me when i’m lying in the trenches?
and the sky with cannonb-lls begins to glow?
will it choke you up with pride when they sing of how i died?

on second thought, i think i won’t go

they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna put a musket in my hand, no no
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make me fight in dixieland

please don’t think i’m the sort who would sell his country short
while his patriotic
but it’s damp in the mud
and i hate the sight of blood
most of all, if the blood i see is mine!

they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna put a musket in my hand, no no

you’ll go when they come after you
but there’s plenty who won’t go
like the rich, with their three hundred dollars to buy out!

when he knocks at my door
and invites me to the war
and politely says that i should do my share
i respond like a gent, and i’ll tell the president
uncle abe, stick your rifle you-know-where!

they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna put a musket in my hand, no no
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make me fight in dixieland

now listen to me!
it’s the blacks they’re asking you to fight for!
but do they go? no!
they stay here and take our jobs
is that what you want?
come on men, is that what you want?
(no!)

they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna put a musket in my hand, no no
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make me fight in dixieland

they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna make me fight
they’re never gonna put a musket in my hand, no no
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make it right
they’re never gonna make me fight in dixieland! (no!)

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