Drafting Is A Form Of Slavery Testo

Drafting Is A form of Slavery
Over in a war somewhere,
Corporals are working late-
Left their lives up to fate,
To keep the people safe-
Refrain:
He said, 'I will not fight to kill my brother
And I will not die to hurt my mother-
I would not like to harm another, man.
Drafting is a form of slavery.'
My son, he died in bravery-
But drafting is a form of slavery
Na, na, na, na, na,na,na
I'm running off to Canada.
Refrain:
My son, he died for freedom's sake-
But before he could enjoy it,
His life was taken.
Sweet young men with hearts of gold,
Carry rifles on their shoulders.
Refrain.