STEVE EARLE lyrics - My Uncle

(Chris Hillman, Gram Parsons)



A letter came today from my draft board

With trembling hands I read the questionnaire

It asked a lot of questions 'bout my mamma and poppa

That ain't exactly what I call fair



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So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border

Vancouver might be just my kind of town

'Cause they ain't got the kind of law and order

That tends to keep a good man underground



A sad old soldier once told me a story

About a battlefield that he was on

He said a man should never fight for glory

I guess he knows what's right and what is wrong



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Now I don't know how much I owe my uncle

I expect that it's more than I can pay

He's asking me to sign a three year contract

I guess I'll catch the next bus out today



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