"1969"

The draft board sent me a letter
You'd better show up this time
If you don't make it on Tuesday by nine
You will lose your freedom

So I took some orange sunshine
And flew back to Kansas City
Said goodbye to California
And left my van with a hitchhiker on the beach

Sitting on a bench at the airport
When the reptile people came
So I threw myselves on their mercy
And got on the plane
For I have seen my brothers die
For no reason
And I will find a way to refuse
You will not send me across the big water
To do your killing for you

Pockets full of pebbles
From down south of Big Sur
Shining like rays of light
In the sunshine

Waiting on the Army doctor
I put them all out on the table
All the pretty colors
Help to take my mind away again

For I have seen my brothers die
For no reason
And I will find a way to refuse
You will not send me across the big water
To do your killing for you

Pockets full of pebbles
From down south of Big Sur
Shining like rays of light
In the sunshine