I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die Rag Songtext
von Country Joe McDonald

Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
He′s got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Viet Nam
Put down your books and pick up a gun
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun

And it′s one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it′s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Ain′t no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die

Come on generals, let′s move fast
Your big chance has come at last
Now you can go out and get those reds
Good commie is the one that's dead and
You know that peace can only be won
When we′ve blown 'em all to kingdom come


And it′s one, two, three, what are we fighting for
Don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it′s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Ain′t no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die, hey

Come on wall street don′t be slow
Why man this war is a go-go
There's plenty good money to be made by
Supplying the army with the tools of its trade
Let′s hope and pray that if they drop the bomb
They drop it on the Viet Cong

And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
Don′t ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Ain′t no time to wonder why, whoopee we′re all gonna die

Come on mothers throughout the land
Pack your boys off to Viet Nam
Come on fathers, don't hesitate
Send your sons off before it′s too late
And you can be the first ones on your block
To have your boy come home in a box


And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don′t ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
El Salvador, Nicaragua, Libanon, Angola
Ain′t no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die
Oh yeah