Letra de My Uncle
A letter came today from my draft board With trembling hands I read the questionnaire And it asked a lot of things 'bout my mama and papa That ain't exactly what I call fairSo 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 undergroundA 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 wrongSo 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 undergroundNow I don't know how much I owe my uncle I expext that it's more than I can pay He's asking me to sign a three-year contract I guess I'll catch the nextt bus out todayAnd 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 undergroundAnd 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