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| 1971 Country Joe wrote this in 1969 when hundreds of thousands of young Americans were being sent to fight in Vietnam, and he sang it to an audience of 300,000 at the Woodstock Festival. |
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| 2019 Te Mihaia updated the words of this song after Greta Thunberg addressed the United Nations in 2019. I'm still waiting for someone to send me a recording of this version. Email me. Guitar capo on 3rd fret. |
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| D7 Well, D
come on all you fine young men The G wrinklies need your help again Their D pension funds are about to crash And G whatever the cost, they need more cash So E put down your books and A don’t be a snob Go D get yourself a paying G job. And it's A7 one, D7 two, G7 three What are we G working for? Don't D ask me, I just take the cash For making that G greenhouse gas. And it's A7 five, D7 six, G7 seven Open up the G Pearly Gates Well there E ain't no time to A wonder why Whoo-D-pee! We're all gonna G die You can get a job on this mega-farm where the days are filled with country charm Drive giant tractors, chop down trees tend a thousand cows to make burgers and cheese Bale new-mown hay for the cows to consume And fart a billion tons of methane fumes And it's one, two, three . . . . Come along help boost the tourist boom Sell airline tickets, hotel rooms Be Airbus pilots, cabin crew Fly all the way to Bali then to Timbuktoo You'll make more and more money the more that you fly Dumping carbon all over the sky And it's one, two, three . . . . Get into health as a doctor or nurse Keep more people alive to make warming worse The lowlands are flooding the highlands all burn The borders are closing there's nowhere to turn We've got eight billion people plus or minus a few in a world that can only hold TWO And it's one, two, three . . . . |
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