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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Country Joe & The Fish
Country Joe & The Fish
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Country Joe McDonald
Country Joe McDonald
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel Charters
Samuel Charters
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gimme an F (F)
Gimme an I (I)
Gimme an S (S)
Gimme an H (H)
What's that spell? (Fish)
What's that spell? (Fish)
What's that spell? (Fish)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, come on, all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun
Gonna have a whole lotta fun
[Verse 3]
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Ah, there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee, we're all gonna die
[Verse 4]
Well, come on generals, let's move fast
Your big chance has come at last
Gotta go out and get those reds
The only good Commie is one that's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come
[Verse 5]
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Well, there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee, we're all gonna die
[Verse 6]
Well, come on, Wall Street, don't move slow
Why, man, this is war a-go-go
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb
They drop it on the Viet Cong
[Verse 7]
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Well, there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee, we're all gonna die
[Verse 8]
Well, come on, mothers throughout the land
Pack your boys off to Vietnam
Come on, fathers, don't hesitate
Send 'em off before it's too late
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box
[Verse 9]
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Well, there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee, we're all gonna die
Written by: Country Joe McDonald
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