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C C/B Am7 G C C/B Dm7 G Fdim Fdim G7
Gone, gone, gone with the draft, gone, gone, gone with the draft
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When skinny me went out with my honey, the boys all started to laugh;
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But now it's not so funny they're all gone with the draft.
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As a shiek, I can't be beat the boys all hand me a laugh.
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But since I have got flat feet, I'm not gone in the draft.
Bridge one:
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I used to envy the fellows who had such fine physiques;
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But all they can say is 'Hello' on seven-fifty a week.
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When the boys get back and see how I'm doin', they'll be sorry they laughed;
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'Cause one can't keep on wooing and still be gone with the draft.
Instrumental : one verse, one bridge and one berse
G7 C C/B Am7 G C Em7 A7
When Franklyn D did sign the draft, the cats all had a chill;
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The boys turned pale and ceased to laugh, 'cause this is a serious bill.
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They now realize that skinny me was the luckiest one of all,
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Who can stay at home with Minnie, while they face the canon balls.
Bridge two:
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So boys, take it on the chin, and always wear a smile;
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You'll find it hard to win carryin' fifty pounds for miles.
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When your year of drill is up, you get your calves discharged,
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You can come back home and freshen up, and run around at large.
Coda:
F Fm7 Fdim C E7 Am7 G F A7
C Em7 F7 A7
Gone, gone, gone, gone with the
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Draft, draft, draft, draft.
Written by Nat King Cole/Wesley Prince