Left Wing, Chicken Wing, It

I Would Like To See Every Single Soldier On Every Single Side, Just Take Off Your Helmet, Unbuckle Your Kit, Lay Down Your Rifle, And Set Down At The Side Of Some Shady Lane, And Say, Nope, I Aint A Gonna Kill Nobody. Plenty Of Rich Folks Wants To Fight. Give Them The Guns.

I Worked In Your Orchards Of Peaches And Prunes. I Slept On The Ground In The Light Of The Moon. On The Edge Of The City You'll See Us And Then, We Come With The Dust And We Go With The Wind.

Anyone Who Used More Than Three Chords Is Just Showing Off.

One Day We'll All Find Out That All Of Our Songs Was Just Little Notes In A Great Big Song!

You Oil Field Workers, Come And Listen To Me I'm Goin' To Tell You A Story About Old John D. That Company Union Made A Fool Out Of Me. That Company Union Don't Charge No Dues It Leaves You A-singing Them Rockefeller Blues. That Company Union Made A Fool Out Of Me. Takes That Good Ole C.i.o., Boys To Keep That Oil A-rollin', Rollin' Over The Sea. Takes That Good Ole C.i.o., Boys To Keep That Oil A-rollin' Over The Sea.